give me tomorrow

Ella Witney

the sun is a gentle caress

as is the deck beneath me

the roof casts a darkness

swallowing the length of the floorboards

creeping ever closer

bringing with it a chill


it’s not bleak

not like that barren husk

of frozen floors

and empty rooms


don’t make me go back


days are slow

nothing changes

save the direction of the breeze

out in the open

life continues


i sit

watch the shadow grow

swallow the wood

inching closer

golden light dissipates


abandoned once more


it intrudes my sunshine

devours me

i return to my cold carcass

counting down the hours

‘til tomorrow

Author: Ella is a Brisbane-based writer and poet. Currently she is studying a Bachelor of Fine Arts, majoring in Creative Writing at Queensland University of Technology and works on the content team for ScratchThat magazine. As a third-generational member of Brisbane’s folk scene and an Irish Fiddler, Ella is inspired by traditions and lore, and is always on the look-out for what can be amended to better suit modern audiences. Her works include elements of fantasy, psychological, and horror, and explores the way mental health affects individuals

Artist: Zoe Hawker is a multi-disciplinary student artist working with sculpture, installation, and painting. Her self-reflexive practice aims to decode the absurdities of our current culture.

Editors: Bea Warren and Euri Glenn