Creative

Even if positive life events have been few and far between for YOU/now, the ingenious design of our transport allows you to revisit them time and again.

A cheesecake recipe from inside, sent in by Timothy from a prison in QLD.

I’m sending a drawing I have done – I’ve only been drawing for about eight months now and I’m happy with my progress, as before I could only draw stick figures.

Today I went down the solitary lane, to seek revenge from who owe me pain. What I saw was horrifying, people gathered there too were crying.

Life is what you make it, my friend. The only opinion that should matter is your own. Why? Because beauty is in the beholder’s eyes and in the end, the grass isn’t always greener on the other side.

My life confined to a white sack, they dress us all the same. The sack is heavy, dragged around, but weighs less than my shame.

I wrote this song when I started my sentence in June 2026.

Somebody’s Daughter Theatre offers women within the prison system in Victoria, the opportunity to participate in weekly art workshops.

I’m a rapper and I thought I’d share one of the songs I’ve written.

I felt compelled to contribute so here follows a few submissions for your consideration.