1,000 aande/An Ode to Dionysus

Oor tyd skraap ons affek (en vriende) bymekaar, in ‘n queer scavenging-styl. Aan die begin van 2024 skryf Shoshanna oor 'n uni braai, oor 'n res hookup, en oor 'n vriend wat nie meer met ons is nie.

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a fresher’s braai can either be overwhelmingly dull or chaotic. more or less, if it’s the latter, i like to think of the proverbial gathering along the likes of a bacchanal - the field drunk with spoils of alcohol, bellies bursting with the shredding of the hunt’s remains, bodies mindlessly swaying to the apocalyptic (yet euphoric) tremor of 2016 dra…