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The Anchor
By Oscar O’Neill-Pugh Submerged in blue amongst the deep the diurnal man, eschewed from the light, floats in aphotic sleep. Dreaming dreams in the waters – over, the albatross fly…
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Madame Needlemaw
By Oscar O’Neill-Pugh Madame Needlemaw prepares the pins inside her jaw and when she injects her words inflect and pirouette upon my heart, spiralling, spurning and spinning up these feelings that…
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The Black Cat
By Oscar O’Neill-Pugh The Black Cat saunters towards the dawn, while the little lilac lover lies in effervescent bloom. Stopping shortly to lick its paws Le Chat Noir prepares to deliver la…
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Oscar O’Neill-Pugh
Oscar O’Neill-Pugh is a Melbourne based therapist, who, after a long period of dormancy, is starting to write again. While he has since changed fields, Oscar completed a Bachelor of Professional Writing…
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The Tasting
By Damen O’Brien The wine remembers disappointment. He makes a nod to my husband and down we went, following the owner’s polished pate, through the dusty archives of the cellar shelves where bottles…
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When the Weather
By Damen O’Brien if a howl runs through you like a gale from heaven open all the windows let the weather in to rifle all the pages of disaster push the glass…
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The Great Conspiracy
By Damen O’Brien I don’t believe in America. People say it must exist, look at all the things they make: Hollywood; Microsoft; McDonalds. But I don’t believe it. No one I know…
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Mostly Alive
By Damen O’Brien What did you mean when you wrote: those who resurrect the dead, must take something of their dying in exchange? That question, after I’d woken to find him mumbling…
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Damen O’Brien
Damen is a multi-award-winning Queensland Poet. Damen’s prizes include The Moth Poetry Prize, the Peter Porter Poetry Prize (joint winner), the Newcastle Poetry Prize, the Val Vallis Award and the Magma Judge’s Prize. Damen…
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This Barbie’s Not Saying Much! : Barbie Film Review
By Jilliean Soison 2023 | Directed by Greta Gerwig Feature Film (1hr, 54 min) “Thanks to Barbie, all problems of feminism have been solved”. – the Narrator From its gen-z centered marketing…
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My Summer Collection: Movie Reviews
By Jilliean Soison For me, when I think of Summer, I think of childhood memories wrapped in the golden hues of nostalgia. It’s waking up at 7 AM, a bowl of cereal…
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The Beach
By Roseanna Smith Ireland 2022 The feel of her feet sinking into the white sand brought Tilly a sense of relief. Step by step, her curling toes grabbed the sand underneath as…
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Rigby
By Roseanna Smith Edith Rigby knew the grocer at the local corner store didn’t want to sell her cheese and milk that day. He never wanted to anymore. Entering his store, she…
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Roseanna Smith
Roseanna is a writer originally from Sydney, who recently completed her master of writing through Swinburne University. She is a corporate lawyer by day and procrastinates writing her novel at night. In…
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All I know.
These poems are excerpts from my artefact submitted as part of the assessment for the Master of Writing. They were written focusing on the plight of displaced persons across the globe. Having…
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Jacquei Hicks
After years talking about it, I enrolled in the Master of Writing to explore possibilities. I have been a librarian and a teacher for most of my working life. Born of farming…
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Blade for Blood
By Bethany Lo-Han Pull, strike, splutter, repeat. Pull, strike, splutter, repeat. Camille Mejía’s world had stopped the day her wife’s body had been discovered. Months had passed since the tragic find, and…
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Bethany Lo-Han
Bethany Lo-Han is a Swinburne student currently majoring in Professional and Creative Writing. As an avid lover of all things to do with a pen, she has always wanted to become a…
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Bek Klinko
Bek Klinko is a creative writing student at Swinburne university who loves musicals, wet weather and flowers. She is a self-taught seamstress and an avid fantasy fan.
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How to Annoy Your Neighbours
By Bek Klinko The world felt different when Jack woke up. He couldn’t feel the wall when he stretched. His limbs twisted at odd angles. The sheets were heavier. He blinked. His…






