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ISSUE NO. 14

September 2025

ISSUE NO. 14

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Poetry

Getting Closer

By

Lanie

Lanie writes from a prison in VIC.

Willy Pleasance

It’s been almost 10 years now

Since my life has changed.

For better or worse

Nothing will ever be the same.

So much is different today

Both parents now gone.

Never able to say goodbye

Sometimes sorry that I was born.

My father gone seven years

My mother gone six.

Never hear their voices again

Thank goodness I have my pics.

I’ve missed out on so much

I’m now a grandmother of three.

Wishing I could be there in person

Hoping they know how much they mean to me.

My grandson is almost six years old.

My first granddaughter almost four.

My newest granddaughter born on Mother’s Day

There is only one thing I want more.

That is to get the hell out of here

To leave this place behind me.

To be the best mother and grandmother

The best person that I can be.

Just over five years to go

Until my earliest release date.

Hoping I get close to this

My life left up to fate.

Whatever will be will be

Do whatever I need to do.

To get out as soon as possible

Release never up to you.

It’s been almost 10 years now

Since my life has changed.

For better or worse

Nothing will ever be the same.

So much is different today

Both parents now gone.

Never able to say goodbye

Sometimes sorry that I was born.

My father gone seven years

My mother gone six.

Never hear their voices again

Thank goodness I have my pics.

I’ve missed out on so much

I’m now a grandmother of three.

Wishing I could be there in person

Hoping they know how much they mean to me.

My grandson is almost six years old.

My first granddaughter almost four.

My newest granddaughter born on Mother’s Day

There is only one thing I want more.

That is to get the hell out of here

To leave this place behind me.

To be the best mother and grandmother

The best person that I can be.

Just over five years to go

Until my earliest release date.

Hoping I get close to this

My life left up to fate.

Whatever will be will be

Do whatever I need to do.

To get out as soon as possible

Release never up to you.

Art From Inside

By Lanie

Our team was blown away by this beautiful painting.

Creative

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Apocalypse of the Mind

By Emma-lee

I sit here watching the second-hand ticking by as it slowly keeps passing my time... And just as I thought the world can’t be changed it's an apocalypse of the mind.

Creative

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