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ISSUE NO. 3

September 2024

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Poetry

Beyond the Bars

By

Codey

Codey writes from Metropolitan Remand Centre in Victoria.

Rehina Sultanova

Beyond the bars, I sit and think about the past

Beyond the bars, I wait and watch the time pass

Beyond the bars, I barely ever see the stars

Beyond the bars, I’m alone in the dark.

Beyond the bars, I try to make my dream last

Beyond the bars, I learnt to walk my own path

Beyond the bars, I always wonder where you are

Beyond the bars, I still remember your laugh.

Beyond the bars, I want to make a fresh start

Beyond the bars, I fear I’ve played my final card

Beyond the bars, I try to focus on my art

Beyond the bars, I wanna hold you in my arms.

Beyond the bars, I do laps in the yard

Beyond the bars, I know that I can go far

Beyond the bars, she came and stole my broken heart

Beyond the bars, I will become a better man.

Beyond the bars, I sit and think about the past

Beyond the bars, I wait and watch the time pass

Beyond the bars, I barely ever see the stars

Beyond the bars, I’m alone in the dark.

Beyond the bars, I try to make my dream last

Beyond the bars, I learnt to walk my own path

Beyond the bars, I always wonder where you are

Beyond the bars, I still remember your laugh.

Beyond the bars, I want to make a fresh start

Beyond the bars, I fear I’ve played my final card

Beyond the bars, I try to focus on my art

Beyond the bars, I wanna hold you in my arms.

Beyond the bars, I do laps in the yard

Beyond the bars, I know that I can go far

Beyond the bars, she came and stole my broken heart

Beyond the bars, I will become a better man.

Falling Like Angels

By Daniel

The pain that I feel, this place that I’m in, these four walls closing in…

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As This Time Comes to an End

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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.

Creative

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‘God, I Am Deeply Sorry’: A Poem for the Prisoners We’ve Lost

By Triste

To all the prisoners who have ever spent time away from the ones they love.

Creative

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‘Tingers’ and the Squirrel Box

By Sara

In Creative Learning we get to see some amazing stuff made by talented people. The best part is hearing the stories behind how creative projects have come to life.

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