Alive (September)
By Claire Stockwell An old stock horse, slurps from the trough He…
Poetry
Vertigo
By Jasmine Brown Palm cupped around the nape of your neck I…
Untitled Poem
By Mehrdad Mehrju No worries, mate— see us not as fallen, lying…
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.
