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ISSUE NO. 18

January 2026

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Poetry

Emotions, Love and Hate

By

A

A writes from a prison in VIC.

Serena Woodward via Unsplash

Love's last pain;

It is everything.

It is nothing.

It is unbearable.

Love;

It is unbearable.

It is everything.

It is nothing.

Hate;

It is nothing.

It is unbearable.

It is everything.

Emotions are sometimes like being caught in a rip. You can't fight it, and if you anchor yourself to it, it will sink you.

You could kick and scream, dragging the next or closest person to you under to keep yourself afloat, but surely this results in you being alone and worse off than when you started.

If you let it take you out, eventually it will allow you to swim back to shore.

Love's last pain;

It is everything.

It is nothing.

It is unbearable.

Love;

It is unbearable.

It is everything.

It is nothing.

Hate;

It is nothing.

It is unbearable.

It is everything.

Emotions are sometimes like being caught in a rip. You can't fight it, and if you anchor yourself to it, it will sink you.

You could kick and scream, dragging the next or closest person to you under to keep yourself afloat, but surely this results in you being alone and worse off than when you started.

If you let it take you out, eventually it will allow you to swim back to shore.

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