By Abel McLennan: DREAM Sometimes in our dreams we are somebody else But it doesn’t matter They still counts as memories Often introducing sweet savour not found in reality     THOUGHT Have you ever seen a wild thing sorry for itself? No social quota to...

By Rianna Marie Chanco: I lay here in bed staring into space, Dreaming and imagining of what it’s like to see your face. I’d imagine every part of me is filled with endless bliss, As I lean in closer and give you a kiss.I don’t know who you are yet but it’s never...

Q and A with skuws skater, Mars, by Naomi Hastings: When did you start skating? I started skating at 12, when I got a board for my birthday   What’s your favourite thing to skate? Probably ramps and rails.   Where do you like to skate? My local...

By Kellen Budilay: A soft smile graces her lips as she comments on something he can’t quite remember. Truth be told, he hadn’t been attentive to a word she said all day. Instead, his eyes analyse her lips, a rosy crimson that was replicated on her cheeks as the sound...

By Edelle Gettings: Carving the way for experimental artists everywhere, Russian-based artist Salavat Fidai is at the tip of success. Once a lawyer, this eye-for-detail genius quit his day job for the world of art, gaining fame from miniature pencil sculptures. With a...

Q and A with Skuws skater Elijah by Naomi Hastings:   When did you start skating? I started skating (again) when I was 18 ! What’s your favourite thing about skating? It has to be just the stoke level it gives me and it’s always magnified by ten thousand when...

By WSU student Dear baby queer, now that you’ve finally made the right decision to be queer or trans or just other than “normal”, it is my pleasure to welcome you to my lovely world of rainbows. Attached you’ll find your magical unicorn and glitter, enjoy! Now down to...

Transgress by Nikolai Lysewycz: I’d like to go outside.   It’s dark out. Luminescent leaves glisten, trembling in the wind. A wild silhouette in the garden is bordered by yellow light; ’s’curious, the contrast.   I’d like to go outside.   I tried once,...

Short story by Christopher Kelly: The Richmond via Parramatta express was 37 seconds late on its schedule, as usual. And confined within the insidiously spacious tube were people, decidedly unfazed by the idea that this Monday morning screams De Ja Vu. Some slumped...

By Jenyfer Joy: On the 28th of June this year, I packed my bags and flew off to Cambodia. I departed from a very cold, frosty Sydney at 4 am and by the time I arrived in Phnom Penh, it was a boiling 37 degrees. It’s been exactly two weeks since my arrival in Cambodia....