The dickhead’s t-shirt said Say Yes to Life. Apparently not my life though, and I still can’t quite figure out why.

Is there a need for the Latinx Australian experience to be explored or represented in Australian media?

“Everyone has some sort of teta whose smells take them back to special memories.”

We are your children.
Scattered and lost on this earth.
Kidnapped and robbed from you.

We should not call places like this massacre grounds, but battlegrounds.

When I was little, my mother would threaten me with dishonour whenever I misbehaved.

Every time Travis looks up now, whether it’s to the sky or a ceiling, he thinks of Will.

No contribution to this morning’s national story
No presence in your history

Warm but suffocating is Sri Lanka in a nutshell for me.

It’s a day for people like myself to take part in a warm and fuzzy event that does not actually do anything about the prevalent issue of racial discrimination and xenophobia in our increasingly multicultural country.