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The poem is titled well fuck even from a distance i waited all my life for the samesamebutdifferent anniversary gala 2025 yesyesyes no i’m not joking
Josiah Morgan and Liz Breslin pull apart and piece back together their email correspondence on the topic of the Samesame but Different Anniversary Gala 2025 for a poem for the Samesame but Different Anniversary Gala 2025.
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Mā — A Response
At Q Theatre, Dani Kionasina’s heart is left singing thanks to the talents of Jonjon Tolovae and her Auckland Pride Elevates show, ‘Mā’.
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The girls in the red house are singing by Tracey Slaughter
harold coutts writes to Tracey Slaughter’s Ockham New Zealand Book Awards 2025 longlisted poetry collection, ‘The girls in the red house are singing’.
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In the Body — A Response
Theo Coles attend’s Redwood Reider’s ‘In the Body’ and spreads roots out into the queer soil of this poetic forest.
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messy, and empowered, and monstrous
kī anthony sits in the back row at Samesame But Different’s ‘Doodling in the Margins’ panel, penning a frenetic love letter to trans comic artists, pornographers, and whores.
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Symphony of Queer Errands by Rachel O’Neill
Hebe Kearney is swallowed into the symphony while responding to Rachel O’Neill’s new poetry collection—’A Symphony of Queer Errands’.
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Three Chapbooks from Ngā Pukapuka Pekapeka
Ash Davida Jane spends some time with the three chapbooks from new independent press Ngā Pukapuka Pekapeka and notes down some thoughts.
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DIRTY THOUGHTS: reflecting on DIRTY PASSPORTS
Nathan Joe gets reflective in ten micro-essays on DIRTY PASSPORTS, the expansive spoken word/storytelling showcase he’s curated for the past three years.
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Hau’ofa, E. (1994)
For ‘future ANCESTORS’, Josh Toumu’a draws close the sea of islands of Epeli Hau’ofa—finding points where their waters met.
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Tarot by Jake Arthur
Dani Yourukova lays out the spread of Jake Arthur’s sophomore collection ‘Tarot’, divining its secrets to share with you, dear queer reader.
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i wonder
Chris Girven wrote this poem after having an existential crisis on their bedroom floor.
Tag: poetry
In a dream, you saw a way to survive, and you were filled with joy.
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