“I walk the city, through its crush of people and its smells: body odour, rotting food, vomit and urine. A cocktail of oppression and freedom.” — Emma Cameron Copy Share Image
“i miss my brother like the sea would miss salt if that were taken away.” — Emma Cameron Copy Share Image
“I want out of this place. With no reminders." It stings - sulphur tears in cinnamon rain.” — Emma Cameron Copy Share Image
“Stella scribbled in thick black texta across half the pages of my best storybook, filled with people who ventured where their hearts took them.… — Emma Cameron Copy Share Image
“The telly is invaded by hallelujah channels and informercials, both trying to sell everything needed to save you.” — Emma Cameron Copy Share Image
“It's not about blood," says Lucius. "It's about who you share your life with. Where you feel you really belong.” — Emma Cameron Copy Share Image
“The true test is won when being together without saying a word is everything.” — Emma Cameron Copy Share Image
“Strange, isn't it?" he asks. "Where life takes you and how much can change.” — Emma Cameron Copy Share Image
“They scribble on notepads, the sound of their pens scratching the judgemental air.” — Emma Cameron Copy Share Image
