i regret to inform i’m running out of time. it’s partly cloudy, with a chance of a storm. i never spoke about the future, because i didn’t plan on having one. i’m no longer eighteen, i’m turning twenty-one. i write letters i don’t send; they pile up in my room next...
“How are you?” I hate this question. Because, well, what do I say? I’m running off the sugar in my coffee, and the fear of not paying the rent this week? I was okay an hour ago, but something shifted and now I’m not? I want to lay in bed with my cat...
When we talk next,I’ll tell you everything. Remember when you told meabout the beauty of it all?How the waves collide and the foams rise?And how all of it falls in one place or falls apart? I didn’t understand it thenBut now I do. I actually went on that Coogee to...
HOPELESS My problems are too many to count, Solutions nowhere to be found How and where do I even look If there's nothing to be found? Pain fills my lungs as I drown As waves of despair crash into my shore I try to swim and gasp for air But an anchor...
The Gen Z Guide to Love We belong to the 'replied to your story' kind of love. Where at the end of shared playlists a tender hug awaits, We belong to the 'tagged you in a meme' kind of love, Hoping that the algorithms align our fate. We belong to the ‘Taylor...
Prologue: This poem is about the clashing of a crucial aspect of oneself: self-acceptance. Often overlooked, this process can often look negative or pessimistic, but it is an aspect that many people experience at least once in their lifetimes. (Credit: Pexels |...
Sometimes, the air in Sydney feels soft, sweet, and safe. I see this land as more of an embodiment of home to me than 'home' ever was - how else can I express that a daughter forced to leave a motherland 9143 km behind might be seeking safety, might be brave enough to...
(Credit: Pexels | Eberhard Grossgasteiger) Bliss, pure bliss! In the imaginary tunnels of a utopia I find bliss. All colours of a euphoric dream, With the lingering smell of burning steam. I smile for a while, Before I hide for a time. The world in grey is a curse of...
I bid farewell to the Atlantis above And explored the expanse of the sea I found the sound of my own breath comforting It reminded me that I am alive I had never felt so alive Yet so calm Peaceful, in a trance Enchanted by the schools of brightly coloured fish...
Kicked in the head and thrown into a beast Shaped like a staircase I’d almost forgotten Peering through railing below, I'm caught Inevitable Back to bed, spring sticking into thigh Read a book to keep it from the mind Bittersweet heroics to ponder in dark To sleep, I...
Earlier in 2025, a constellation of voices created a celebration of respectful relationships, displayed in a walkway at Western Sydney University’s Parramatta South campus. The International Women’s Day Art Installation Project began with a conversation. Ideas rippled...
Since the Port Arthur massacre of 1996, Australia has maintained stringent firearm regulations, largely preventing mass-casualty attacks. However, the Bondi terrorist attack on 14 December 2025 prompted renewed scrutiny of Australia’s counterterrorism, migration, and...
Arriving after 9 a.m. at Parramatta South can be stressful for many students, but for those who rely on disabled parking, it’s often a race against the clock. According to the Western Sydney University parking team, there are 24 mobility parking bays across...
On the 21st of November, Western Sydney University student leaders and staff members were taken back to the 1920s. Student Leader’s Gala attendees came dressed in glamorous and glittery attire with pearls and feathers, culminating in a Great Gatsby experience. Staff...
Read Part 1 here — Indigenous Sovereignty: Welcome to Country Explained Read Part 2 here — Indigenous Sovereignty: Right-Wing Extremism Rises Young Australians Powering the Pursuit for Change The Australian Reconciliation Barometer found 80% of young...