This gift can’t be bought at the store However smiles and laughter don’t fall short This gift can be shared among endless people Merry, cheerful and joy are all similar...

“How could this be happening,” I thought. I was being treated equally to everyone else in my school. The school jocks who once would not even look at me unless...

I am WaterBearerGirl, the greatest floating object person the world has ever seen. And if they don’t know my name yet, they soon will. I was in my shower singing...

Isn’t it comforting to know all of us aren’t truly strangers? How the random person beside you on the train is, or already has, experienced the same cup of poison...

I walk to school every day I always stop to pet the neighbourhood dog I go to maths with a smile on my face During english class I have rigorous...

Even among the chaos of my class, I felt most at peace in my art classroom, painting beautiful landscapes. I loved the feel of the brush on the paper as...

“He was hanging,” she whispers, “still warm, too late.” I’m only the trainee florist. I just listen. “Euthanasia is about dignity,” pleads the small, grey-haired man clutching a fistful of...

Your special place or where you escape usually means a physical place where you feel safe and comfortable. Some people would say the beach or a certain park or even...

Stranded upon the shore, battered, beat and sore. A glimpse of hope starts to rise River water taking human size River-person helped the boat To keep it balanced and to...

Nanna told me a secret once when I was lonely, but she said it was only to be told to very special people. Birds don’t fly just for food, water,...

I’m on top of the stairway, on my way to class. I hear a panting tell and see my best friend a couple of metres away, breathing heavy and holding...

I adore Mitski. I listened to her song, Working for the Knife, for seven hours straight one day, the day after I turned in the first draft of my book,...

Laughter is Memory doors swung open as siblings linked in memories of mischief shared, once more, tip toe past their parent’s door to cartoons calling from their new colour tv;...

Laughter is Side-splittin’ like the sound of hyenas singin’ Some are so loud they leave your ears ringin’ You can laugh at farts and you can laugh at croaks But...

Laughter is a three-leafed clover, a rabbit’s foot still attached, a wishbone that was made to last. To tease and be teased is true equality; let no one feel invisible,...