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AN EARRING
A butterfly clasp sits on the bedside table. Fluttering out from where it’s supposed to be and whispering the secrets it learned on the back of a lobe.
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Rinse and repeat
Taking inspiration from the line “rinse and repeat” in Tayi Tibble’s poem ‘In the 1960s an Influx of Māori Women’, Grace feels the hopelessness of life’s repititious activities, and the silliness of shrugging of life’s awfulness and getting on with it anyway.
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I am Drunk at Soul Shack Again
“You get asked why so many of your poems end that way. And you’re like, ‘oh, am I the vore girl? Is that my thing now?’ “
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Physics Fun Facts
“When my senses collude with the laws of the universe to deceive me, what can I place my faith in?”
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Mad Butcher’s love song
You just can’t beat the mad butcher’s meat… In this rural bodice-ripper, stone-butch shepherd seduces farmer’s-wife femme.
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She’s No Frank O’Hara
She’s no Frank O’Hara, but she’s certainly Mary Craigg. New York School eat your heart out.
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Mitch
Borne from the process of grief and coming to terms with the loss of a close friend, Mik visualises what his passing felt like, and sends him off with well-wishes.
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This bread is my body
Personal deconstruction of evangelicalism where there is still a craving for the intimacy of connection, who decides a bar can’t serve as the temple, and the laying on of hands has to be religious?
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From the Editor — A 2024 Reflection
Lead editor Damien Levi tries to sum up bad apple’s 2024 in retrospect, with a selection of ten pieces to read over the summer.
In a dream, you saw a way to survive, and you were filled with joy.
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