By Isabella Webb Have you ever wondered what it would be like to have a dog’s sense of hearing? Or a cat’s sense of smell? Or maybe even to see things to the intensity a Falcon might? Well there are…
By Grace Cassidy “Eggs?” I ask, offering the bowl. “You still like ‘em scrambled, right?” Jen returns a tired smile and takes the bowl from my hands. Grabbing a spoon, she begins piling the eggs onto her toast. My sister is…
By Ty Weinert I lost my shoe Dead battery in my phone Bleached bangs a mess Pretty girls shouldn’t walk alone My dress is torn I still smell his cologne Feel him under my nails Pretty girls shouldn’t…
By Anonymous “Alright pens down!” Mrs. Svartsýni sweetened her voice to soften the projection it required to reach everybody in the class. Other than a few grumbles and last-minute scribbles, the room was momentarily filled with the clattering of pens dropping from hands to desks,…
When you work in food reclamation, You understand what waste is: Crates of brown bananas, simply thrown away; On the shelf, then in the trash, Value gone within a day. Imagine the lost banana bread. When you work in unemployment, You understand what waste is: Uni grads in…
By Georgina Hewson The final year of uni is here and the unknown job opportunities dauntingly lie ahead. One last chance to get that GPA, that job, your shit together. So close to the finish line, I began to question who in my media career…
By Chiara Stegert My mother’s house had many mirrors. Mirrors sheathing the walls, covering the ceilings, lining inside cupboards, the underside of tables, in-between carpets, heaped up in hampers, hooked up in hall-ways, some of the tiles polished so highly they reflected her bare…
By Ellie Taggert At 6:45 every morning I catch the train to the Central Business District just to be amongst the people. I’ve found that those riding the trains are more likely to ignore personal space and less likely to move away from a coughing passenger. Once I reach the station, my routes aren’t…
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The school bell rang, the formal happened, the graduation ceremony with tears occurred, the schoolies holiday happened, you’ve either had three months off or worked crazily in some job and now you are entering university. Say goodbye to hall passes,…
