The only way to be free is to break your cage open

It’s hard to know who you really are. Down to the very core of yourself, words can’t be of any use. Trying to label or categorise yourself is like trying to squish and elephant into a shoe box – although I’ve never tried it, I can imagine it’s near impossible (never say never). The wordless … More The only way to be free is to break your cage open

The degenerate

At one month to twenty-three, I am a degenerate. The bottom rung of society’s ladder with my feet on the ground and my eyes looking upwards not to the ladder but to the sky. I have no money in my bank account and a bottle of two-dollar coins on my desk. All of my possessions … More The degenerate

I saw life

I knew what was happening. Instinctively, like a long-forgotten piano song that wells to my fingers when they stroke the white and black keys. This memory must lay deep within the homo sapien psyche, reaching back to when the earth was still new and threw tantrums, tears of lava bursting forth as a shuddering sob … More I saw life

Made in Bangladesh

  By Tulsi Morton.  Three years ago, in April 2013, an eight-storey building in Bangladesh called  Rana Plaza fell to the ground and killed more than 1,100 people. Whilst 2,500 people managed to escape death, many now have life-long disabilities. All were garment factory workers. The Rana Plaza tragedy became known as the biggest catastrophe … More Made in Bangladesh

Millennials are re-inventing Melbourne’s drinking culture

Melbourne, a city known for laneway bars, comedy, live music, an abundance of cultures and cuisines, AFL, art galleries, beer gardens, botanical gardens and grungy nightclubs. These iconic ‘Melburnian things to do’ have one thing in common: they can all go drink-in-hand, and usually, they do. There is no denying that Melbourne is a city … More Millennials are re-inventing Melbourne’s drinking culture