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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What I want is a Nightlight

Words and Artwork by Jaime (she/her), 22 QLD   Walking into rooms and Feeling the choking of Gender imbalance as I Count the amount of women Falling under my gaze. I just want to walk into a room And feel it have the potential To be a home. Jumping and jingling at Night with my keys…

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Rage

This piece is featured in the collaborative project between WhyNot and Project See and B for Propel Youth Arts WA 2024 KickstART Festival in Western Australia. Words by Lea (she/her) 19 WA I solemnly swear to never write about a man To never bring his words into mine That those notions of identity created by…

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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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Cinderella at Midnight

Words by Aurelne (she/her) 25, WA The following piece 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 of support services.…

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Like Coffee

Words by Aurelne (she/her) 25, WA   I only tried you because everyone else loved you, And at first, You were too bitter For my childish taste buds.   I grew to tolerate you, I learnt all about you, About your flavours and facades.   Before I realised it, I needed you, And each day…

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Danger Zone

Words by Aurelne (she/her) 25, WA The following piece 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 of support services.…

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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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