Words by Zahina, 21 WA The earth remembers the rhythm of the language the people that Lived on it spoke, sunken through the cracks in the concrete. Our palms carry the maps we’ve travelled, Stories written...
Words by Becky, 19 NSW Finding success when you are not built in the eyes of corporate perfection – an analogy If I ever build a rocket, I would make it out of paper. I’d make it forty sheets thick and...
Words by Jahin, 20 NSW There was a period in my life,during high school,when a sense of belonging,equated to liquid gold. Sitting side by side,uniformed in similarity,Feeling whole and cherished,Being a ripple in the...
Words by Ella, 23 VIC To the angry girl on Whynot.I am angry too.I am angry that he doesn’t get it.I am angry that he wants me to stay silent, palatable.Doesn’t want me to voice my opinions,Not ones that could cause...
