First World Prison Problems
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Poetry
As I strive to read this paper,
I am constantly bombarded with
Various forms of attempted conversation.
From random and extremely unimportant
Questions to idle chit-chat small talk.
Can't you see I’m reading?
All week to talk,
Yet right now you need me.
Take a break and a breath.
So I begin to write, they keep talking.
I wished they'd jog on,
Or practice walking
I'd like to take this paper in the dunny,
But that's frowned upon.
Why me, why now, why, why, why?
Hang on a second… I’m in gaol;
If that’s my only problem I’m kicking
Goals…
As I strive to read this paper,
I am constantly bombarded with
Various forms of attempted conversation.
From random and extremely unimportant
Questions to idle chit-chat small talk.
Can't you see I’m reading?
All week to talk,
Yet right now you need me.
Take a break and a breath.
So I begin to write, they keep talking.
I wished they'd jog on,
Or practice walking
I'd like to take this paper in the dunny,
But that's frowned upon.
Why me, why now, why, why, why?
Hang on a second… I’m in gaol;
If that’s my only problem I’m kicking
Goals…
‘Love is Rebuilding My Life’
By Phillip
There’s irony, hypocrisy, fallacy, a vast ocean of distance to cross. The “saint”, the “sinner”, it’s lunacy, that the ignorant could save the lost.
Creative
ISSUE NO. 22
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Methfairytale
By Karie
I’m not belle of the ball, not the very least, but we have something in common, I’m in love with a beast. But the beast is not a person but a drug that I call meth, I’ve been talking to myself for hours, I’m running out of breath.
Creative
ISSUE NO. 22
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1 MIN READ
Art From Inside
By Lanie
Our team was blown away by this beautiful painting.
Creative