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ISSUE NO. 2

August 2024

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Poetry

Freedom Is Not a Box

By

Taylor

Taylor’s brother is incarcerated in New South Wales.

Christian Lue

Freedom has been likened

To a bird, a plane, a song,

It has been once personified

As a road that’s very long.

Freedom has been likened

To people: from war, death, or insanity,

To others it is being absolved

From rules for eternity.

Freedom has been likened

To doing whatever you please,

The moment Morgan Freeman finds that box

Under the big oak tree.

Freedom can be political

Ceased oppression, locks, and chains,

A nation’s struggle to move away

From colonialism’s gains.

On a Sunday morning, I see my brother.

In the walls of a correctional centre

All dressed up in green,

And seeing his smiling face for me

Is a feeling oh so free.

When he is released

I will be there – hand outstretched and seeing

That freedom is not a place, a box, a road,

But lives in his entire being.

Freedom has been likened

To a bird, a plane, a song,

It has been once personified

As a road that’s very long.

Freedom has been likened

To people: from war, death, or insanity,

To others it is being absolved

From rules for eternity.

Freedom has been likened

To doing whatever you please,

The moment Morgan Freeman finds that box

Under the big oak tree.

Freedom can be political

Ceased oppression, locks, and chains,

A nation’s struggle to move away

From colonialism’s gains.

On a Sunday morning, I see my brother.

In the walls of a correctional centre

All dressed up in green,

And seeing his smiling face for me

Is a feeling oh so free.

When he is released

I will be there – hand outstretched and seeing

That freedom is not a place, a box, a road,

But lives in his entire being.

Falling Like Angels

By Daniel

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

Creative

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As This Time Comes to an End

By Punkin

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.

Creative

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2 MIN READ