A Letter to My Scars
By Eleanor Potts Ugly. That’s how I once thought of you. Blemishes,…
Summer Has Always Been My Favourite Season
By Kate Todman My tan lines faded away as we did The…
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By Mehrdad Mehrju They threw the dice one by one spun in the…
Flash Phantom
By Cameron Joseph Walker Please help me find my camera. I have searched…
Waldosia
Waldosia. A noun, a condition: scanning faces in a crowd, hoping you…
tonight; fearing death; walking past a rose petal
By Artemisia Allan it is 11:58 at night and i am thinking…
Coded Rain
Ella Pringle is a creative writer who hopes to become a recognisable Australian voice in the evolving literary landscape.
A spirit stood in the moonlight
By Jennifer Zhang You still held the candle, walking in the darkness. Money…
Nika
By Mehrdad Mehrju It is a tale of woe— headlines scream of the empty…
The Fraser Fairy Forest
By Ellie Gunton behind a small suburban house, sat on a quiet street, is…
