With My Hands in the Earth
Sarah Knipping on the person who taught her to connect with Papatūānuku.
The gig is up.
Miriama Gemmell on the absurdity of ‘I can’t roll my r’s’ and ‘I’ve always said it like this.’
Journey to a Half-Assed Revelation
Trigger Warning: Content in this piece contains references to rape and incest.
A poem about a childhood stolen through sexual violence.
The Girl who Believed in Fairies
Grace explores the existence of fairies until adulthood brings the death of magic.
Essence Of My Ancestors
Ancestors and the ātua intertwine in this poem by P Edmonds-Topia.
Always, the Sound of the Sea
One gentle caress belies the thievery of motion,
That chaos could return at any time, a gross tsunami of destruction…