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ISSUE NO. 23

June 2026

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Poetry

As This Time Comes to an End

By

Punkin

Punkin writes from a prison in VIC.

Jon Flobrant via Unsplash

As this time comes to an end

I wonder which way the next will bend

The earth and moon will do their thing

I’ll embrace everything

Sit in the sun to relax and renew

Never in a church on a pew

Have a beer by the river

And look after my liver

Swing in the wind to hear my calling

I love it when it’s roaring

Listen to the leaves blowing around

You know, that rustling sound

Dance in the rain

To wash my pain

Frolic in the snow

Like no one you know

Watch the plants come back alive

And see the animals thrive

Once more we go round the sun

C’mon let’s have some fun

As this time comes to an end

I wonder which way the next will bend

The earth and moon will do their thing

I’ll embrace everything

Sit in the sun to relax and renew

Never in a church on a pew

Have a beer by the river

And look after my liver

Swing in the wind to hear my calling

I love it when it’s roaring

Listen to the leaves blowing around

You know, that rustling sound

Dance in the rain

To wash my pain

Frolic in the snow

Like no one you know

Watch the plants come back alive

And see the animals thrive

Once more we go round the sun

C’mon let’s have some fun

Little Rhyme

By Justin

Here’s a little rhyme. As I’m chilling doing time, paying the price for my crime.

Creative

ISSUE NO. 24

1 MIN READ

Mother

By Biannca

What did you see when you looked at me? Just a little girl, I had no voice, you kept me down without a choice. You gave heartache and pain, said I was your endless shame.

Creative

ISSUE NO. 24

2 MIN READ

One Day We Will Be Free

By Matt

They talked to us about our struggles, their words we could not hear, while being condemned and held accountable; our vision was not clear.

Creative

ISSUE NO. 24

1 MIN READ

All for One, One for All at Bandyup

By Ruth

Bandyup is a place, where we are a mixed race. It doesn’t matter where we are from, we should support each other as one.

Creative

ISSUE NO. 24

1 MIN READ