Stories

On jizz: an essay

Stay with me, folks.

4 hrs ago • Patrick Boxall

Road-tripping through Western Victoria

And other recent work.

Dec 9 • Patrick Boxall

Everything I know about life I learned at Orange World

You are what you squeeze.

Oct 14 • Patrick Boxall

Exclusive report: I am no longer running Melbourne Marathon as the head of a pantomime horse

Behind the curtain of elite athletic performance.

Oct 2 • Patrick Boxall

Lisa begins crying between the Twelve Apostles and our lunch stop. I suppose it's my fault.

Jul 23 • Patrick Boxall

POV: you're trying to carve out a new life in this cursed city but your soul is leaking from every orifice

Having entered the devil, the devil entered me.

Jul 14 • Patrick Boxall

When I arrive, Ken is more agitated than usual.

May 18 • Patrick Boxall

Lost, in translation

Love (of barbecue) and loss (of bodily control) in rural China.

Apr 26 • Patrick Boxall

We get it, man. You like to walk. Christ.

Words! Feet! Working in tandem!

Mar 6 • Patrick Boxall

Don't tell me how to Camino

We called him Naked Red Calf.

Feb 20 • Patrick Boxall

I met Paris Hilton at Chemist Warehouse and all I got was a seismic shift in my perception of reality

(and the world's best wedding gift)

Feb 4 • Patrick Boxall

The dizzying delight of doing shit

Three glorious days on the Otway Rip.

Nov 7, 2024 • Patrick Boxall

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