ISSUE NO. 11
June 2025
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Second Chance

By
Lee

Lee writes from Dame Phyllis Frost Centre in Victoria.

Willy Pleasance

Hi, my name’s Leah but my friends call me Lee or B.B., which stands for Blind Bitch. In March 2024, I completed a program called Mates for Inmates. It was a program where we had dogs that came in from the Lord Smith’s Dog Home that needed to be retrained so they could be rehomed to those looking to adopt a dog so they can eventually find their forever home. Also part of this program was working on ourselves. To end our program, we had to submit a short essay or poem of our choice, as long as it had something to do with working to better ourselves. What I share with you today is something that I wrote for the program, but I felt that I needed to share this piece with you:

All I ever wanted was to be given a chance.

A chance to be loved.

A chance to love.

To be given a chance to have belief, you have to be believed in.

To have a chance you have to forgive and be forgiven.

One day, I hope I can forgive myself, believe in myself and love myself,

So that I accept others to love me, believe in me and forgive me.

So that I can be given a second chance.

Hi, my name’s Leah but my friends call me Lee or B.B., which stands for Blind Bitch. In March 2024, I completed a program called Mates for Inmates. It was a program where we had dogs that came in from the Lord Smith’s Dog Home that needed to be retrained so they could be rehomed to those looking to adopt a dog so they can eventually find their forever home. Also part of this program was working on ourselves. To end our program, we had to submit a short essay or poem of our choice, as long as it had something to do with working to better ourselves. What I share with you today is something that I wrote for the program, but I felt that I needed to share this piece with you:

All I ever wanted was to be given a chance.

A chance to be loved.

A chance to love.

To be given a chance to have belief, you have to be believed in.

To have a chance you have to forgive and be forgiven.

One day, I hope I can forgive myself, believe in myself and love myself,

So that I accept others to love me, believe in me and forgive me.

So that I can be given a second chance.

Staying Strong

By Mel

My name is Mel. In July, my partner overdosed while I was locked up in Tasmania. The staff there were amazing.

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'Nuff Respect, Kudos, and Vast Appreciation on your Magnificent, Pertinent and Poignant Periodical that just keeps getting better. WORD UP!!!

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