Emma Jensen20 February 2016
I’m always thinking about the end.
A poem by Belinda Lea Bhatia about the day of a hairbush.
Gabriel Filippa writes about relationships, video games and growing up in a digital world
I need some form of clarity and linearity.
Clare Exinger wonders if chilling with the squad counts as a hobby.
The game allowed you to hurt and degrade the players you knew you could never become.
You see, gaming was always my social mediator.
When people tell me that Australia lacks an inherent culture – something defining – I tell them to look at car culture.
Long legs, candy, sex; advertising, breasts, businessmen; lights, eyeballs, paranoia.
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