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Jaime Colley

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Jaime Colley

Jaime Colley, a writer and collage artist from Southwest Queensland!

She has been published in Voiceworks Magazine, QUT Glass, Scratch That, and others. In 2023, she was awarded the QUT Allen and Unwin Writers Prize. You can find Jaime on Instagram @byjaimecolley, or somewhere where there are horses, stars, and books.

Articles by Jaime Colley

I have a backpack

Words and Artwork by Jaime (she/her), 22 QLD I have a backpack, It bare and new, Still smells like the shop, But I have a backpack. My mother helps fill it with Clothes, and toiletries; Her tears, and my hat; A big tub of sunscreen and some guilt. Dad lets me go like a Magician…

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Duality of Dreams

Words and Artwork by Jaime (she/her), 22 QLD I awake with tears eroding A home into the crevices of my eyes. My arms feel like they Are missing an extension of themselves. My heart is vacant, And echoes like a hollowed out tree trunk. As I look around my bedroom, Sleep still crusted into my…

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In Another Life

Words by Jaime (she/her), 22 QLD     I lock eyes with a girl, Her eyes are round, and cheeks Are full, and her smile is all teeth. She looks like me, Maybe she is me, In some other life.   She stands across the street, She’s in the sun, Gripping her tote bag, Her shoes…

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Lot One

Our Creative Residents share their thoughts in response to International Women’s Day 2024. Words by Jaime (she/her), 22 QLD   The following poetry and artwork may contain themes that might be difficult to read or triggering to some readers. Readers in need can seek support from the following services 1800RESPECT (1800 737 732) or Lifeline (13…

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To My Housemates, With Love

Words by Jaime (she/her), 22 QLD   I have found many sisters in the faces of my housemates. They weave between my fingers, Smile at my sore knuckles After another hard fought day. Never by blood, Always by chance. But aren’t those the best kind Of relationships   You cannot tell me Our smiles are not…

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Coming, Coming, Gone

Words by Jaime (she/her), 22 QLD     ‘I’m going to cum,’ you moan into my ear. A declaration, an encouragement, For me to keep doing what I’m doing, Which is, If I’m being honest, nothing. And it feels like nothing; Unseasoned meat, a blank space, the loading page. I suppose I could do more, But…

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Reviewing Shades of Black Eyeshadow

Words by Jaime (she/her), 22 QLD   The following poetry and artwork may contain themes that might be difficult to read or triggering to some readers. Readers in need can seek support from the following services 1800RESPECT (1800 737 732) or Lifeline (13 11 14) – visit our Creating a Safe Space page to see a full list…

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