Hope

By Val Smith

See black clouds hover
to compress the brain.
Negative words cut deep.
Acid on tongues.
A bog like stench
engulfs every cell.

Drags down
to depths unknown.

Slowly

somewhere a glimmer of light
melts the gloom to reveal
the sweet honey voice
and fragrant caress
of a loved one’s
touch.

More Writing Submissions

a teal blue scribble in the shape of a thought bubble floats in the page, linked to the word “mindshare” below it in cursive. Under this text reads “creative writing awards 2022 honourable mention”. At the bottom of the image are logos from the Mental Health Coalition South Australia, Mental Health Month, mindshare, Writers SA, and Access2Arts

I am Wanatja

By Eva Rainow

Childhood: The Dark Days

By Nancy Sortini

figuratively

By Geoffrey Aitken
A digital abstract artwork; distorted puddles in purple, red, yellow and green ripple discordantly across a deep black surface.

On My Black

By Andrew Ballard