The Sun Worshippers

Say Goodbye.

LiteratureJoan de la KagsawaDecember 21, 2023relationships, poetry, sydney, love, breakup

As the seasons falter in their usual rhythm, our closets become a reflection of this chaotic dance between Winter and Summer.

FashionElla ThomasDecember 17, 2023culture, fashion, climate change, sydney

Dependency

I am forced to remember it back again. The Sellotape-tear of flesh.

LiteratureAlexa Hansen WeeksNovember 27, 2023memory, sydney, reflection, mother, daughter, relationships

Haunting in reverse

Coming off antidepressants has been comparable to ‘coming off’ Mum, which I have been doing concurrently.

LiteratureCharlie KennedyNovember 27, 2023memory, sydney, reflection, mother, daughter, relationships

Fitzroy

I was caught like a fishhook / in the soft dab of my lower lip.

LiteratureZoe HercusNovember 27, 2023memory, poetry, sydney, reflection, persona

A parable in the Hills

Proverbs 3:9 “Honour the Lord with your wealth, with the first fruits of all your crops.

CultureKatarina ButlerOctober 16, 2023parable, the hills, religion, sydney, bible, power

Whose coffee culture?

There’s an almost irreconcilable discord between the Sydney coffee culture projected by mainstream food publications and the realities of most Sydneysiders.

ISSUE 10, Culture, Food, RecessHuw Bradshaw and Lizzy KwokSeptember 25, 2023identity, sydney, Western Sydney, food, food writing, Korea, turkey, coffee

Three steps to ennui in Sydney (and three reasons not to follow them)

Today Milan Kundera died; and forty years ago, a different student entered his world of middle-aged fever-dreams.

Literature, Art, ISSUE 10Nicholas OsiowySeptember 25, 2023identity, literature, art, opinion, sydney, existential horror, existential

I am a ghost watching my own body

We are player, viewer, voyeur, flaneur, spectator, and character all at once.

Literature, ISSUE 10, ArtJoan de la KagsawaSeptember 25, 2023identity, literature, art, opinion, sydney, Western Sydney, spectatorship

The dark economy of McBucks

In conclusion, fuck McDonald’s. Never work there. Never encourage your kids to work there either. If I’m ever desperate for cash, would I go back? I wouldn’t bet on it.