Photo by Elowen Amos

Photo by Elowen Amos


 
The beach was a mass of seaweed and rocks strewn across gritty sand. Its days were made sluggish and oppressive through heat, the nights sharpened by frigid ocean winds.
— Alison Tealby, LORALIE
Stone by stone, vine by vine, my Dad and Pa had pulled thousands of acres of fruit from the red dirt scrub. But it was all completed by the time I was born. Established as its own little universe. Our house was bordered by grapevines, and beyond those oranges, mandarins, watermelons, and countless others. It and the drought were all I knew. They existed side by side, waging a battle I didn’t realise we could lose.
— Amelia Mansell, CHILD OF DROUGHT

Relationships of all kinds are meaningful and can teach you a lot about yourself and who wants to pass up self-discovery? It’s literally what life’s all about.
— Dana Mitchell, DEAR DANA
At that moment, I despised Cheese. I was frustrated with Cheese. He was frustrated with me. The sausages looked miserable. I wonder if he bought them. The lesson of that day: Cheese sounds nothing like ‘cheese’ in Chinese.
— Isabel Lim, I'M SAME SAME BUT DIFFERENT
the sun is gentle here. do you understand

how much my body craves belonging?
— Claire Na, DIRTY GIRL IN THE CLEANEST WAY

 Photo by Elowen Amos

Photo by Elowen Amos