
The Kind Of Love
By Angelica Dsouza I used to fall in love with love itself the kind that walked hand in hand down quiet streets, soft smiles, wrinkled eyes full of stories and still, still so much light. I’d see old couples…
By Angelica Dsouza I used to fall in love with love itself the kind that walked hand in hand down quiet streets, soft smiles, wrinkled eyes full of stories and still, still so much light. I’d see old couples…
By Claire Stockwell An old stock horse, slurps from the trough He once stood strong and tall, Was quick with the instinct of a veteran. Now, two decades on, he stands frail His spine, each bone defined under his skin. …
By Coco-Lily Garrett-Kellett Bernal Heights isn’t a neighbourhood. It’s a state-sponsored hallucination disguised as real estate. A topographical hiccup populated by cultishly polite adults raised on Montessori trauma and shadowbanned desires. It smells like rosemary and repressed kink. The eucalyptus…
by Hannah Hayes The trees hold me tight, sheltering me from the rest of the world. Here by the dam, only nature sits with me. I hear the water lapping against the bank softly ripples petering through. Cicadas drone and…
By Jasmine Brown Palm cupped around the nape of your neck I don’t want to breathe in this moment Tough lips in soft teeth I don’t want to breathe it out. Spiral staircases give me vertigo spinning around our house…
By Mehrdad Mehrju No worries, mate— see us not as fallen, lying beneath the blows of tyranny. Imagine us standing firm, that even the ant, falling seventy times, could never rise above us. From the soil—remember this, mate— like frost-flowers,…
by Kimmy Hung Breakups are always tough. Grabbing some wine and crying with your friends can help for a while, but once you’re back home, the familiar loneliness creeps in again. Scrolling endlessly through Netflix to find a movie that…
By Zoe Hyde Why are women compelled to always be the saviour? And what does it really say about our relationship with ourselves? In Taylor Swift’s newest album, The Tortured Poets Department (a moment for this title, please), she sings…
By Georgie Dobbs Cyclone Alfred needs to be a massive wake-up call. It caused over 350,000 homes to lose power, damaged thousands of properties, and left one man dead. Cyclones have hit south-east Queensland before, but it’s becoming harder and…
by Zoe Hyde This year when visiting my family in Adelaide, I got to have a few glasses of Prosecco with an old friend. We instantaneously fell back into dancing the exact same steps of friendship from years ago, the…