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Featured Pieces

Every bi-monthly edition, our editors come together and choose a piece that we feel has been particularly well written. This can be for many reasons, including but not limited to an inspiring message, deep insight, plenty of thought and obvious effort, and excellent use of language or art skills. This well-deserved submission is then named "Featured Piece of The Edition" and displayed on this page in pride of place.

Abuse of the innocence

By: Jax Hung

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'*Originally an improvised piece from a prompt given in Reference drawing club. The infamous spotlight effect is where one feels as though their actions are heavily monitored by the public more so than reality or their experiences often reflect. Not all of us reading will resonate with this description, but for me personally, the spotlight effect has been a recurring theme in life, wether it be friends or myself struggling with it. Most people will say people don't care, but there are times where they do and I'd never be able to answer when. What I learned from it is the value of simply not following a spotlight. And I'd be happy to have a friend who reads this.'

For the fragile innocence

By: Evie Sum

'Really nothing much; I just thought exploring the fragility of innocence and (somewhat) self-destruction in a way I don't usually write would be fun. You're all free to interpret this as you please'

Oh, my clematis

By: Caitlyn Ju

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'This is a fanart of a character found in the YouTube channel VIVINOS. She was introduced in a music video of the song “Clematis” which can also be found on Spotify, hence the title of my piece. :)'

Zeus' Daughter

By: Amirah Datwani

She waits to be regarded as highly as his moons

 

Turned into a tree with no branches 

Just another growth, dying in the sun

Her life is burning and it crashes

Just another picture on his wall 

of children to forget about 

She and her siblings fall

to try to make him shout

But the god of lightning knows no mercy

No love, no sense of goodness

and her mind continues spinning

Will he ever hold me close?

The answer is always no

Gods will never truly love you

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Rationale:

A semi-abstract poem based on Greek mythology and the idea of demigods

Surfculture

By: Chermaine Chung

'The artwork "Surf culture" is a digital design that encapsulates the essence of surf culture. This piece explores the vibrant and dynamic world of surfing, capturing the exhilaration, freedom, and connection to nature that surfers experience. The artwork aims to evoke a sense of inspire the viewer to embrace the spirit of adventure and the power of the ocean.'

The Ways in Which I am a Cat

By: Jamie Bryant

My father is not a cat person

He dislikes that their trust and love is earned

Dogs, he says, love you unconditionally. And besides I've never had a positive experience with a cat

 

 

He follows this by talking about how cats don't love you even when you give them food and shelter and I can't help but think it's no wonder he doesn't like me

 

 

I am simply a cat.

 

 

I 'expect too much' and my 'trust is earned'

How awful it is to want more than the bare minimum around a dog person

 

 

How hard it is to earn my trust in his opinion

 

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My dad is a dog person.

 

 

He wants to give little and get everything in return

He does not realise that people are not like dogs in this way

Unless of course you have not learnt to think for yourself

 

 

It strikes me this is the reason my opinion has never been appreciated

If I think for myself I must expect more than they are used to giving

And in that way I too am like a cat

 

 

I am temperamental and do not appreciate being touched

I will bite you if you force me

I only tolerate the hand that feeds me

My affection is won. Not given.

 

 

How hard it must be for my father to watch me grow into this

To watch me become a cat and expect people to treat me better or at least the same as they do themselves

I think it was easier for him when I was a dog

 

 

I do not care to be that anymore

Doting on anyone who will give me scraps of attention

I will no longer call myself full when I am hungry for love in this way

 

 

You will earn my trust or you will not have me

My loyalty is unconditional but not freely given

I am a cat person and a cat

And I will be the whole relationship if I need to

Before I let you walk all over me and call it love

 

 

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Rationale:

This poem was written after a conversation with my therapist about my Dad, and how his love appears to be conditional and highly out of balance.

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