Culturalista is a collaborative project that publishes the diverse voices of Australia in a printed and online zine that reaches thousands of people throughout Australia.
In the current issue of Culturalista many contributors emphasise the need for a change in Australian attitudes and perceptions to create a more humanitarian society. Politics is seen as a key realm through which this society could be realised, but equally important, if not more so, is the potential for individuals and communities to create change...
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Oh No by Angok Lueth
Wow, Oh, my beautiful country Sudan, Wow, The biggest country in Africa, Oh. The royal land of all minerals: Oil, zinc, petrol and gold, Wow. Trees, green grass, lakes and rivers, Beautiful plants, and the biggest, strongest and most beautiful animals in the world, Wow Elephants, hyenas, lions, giraffes and buffalo, Oh. We have been in the jungle for 21 years, Our blood flowed like water in the rivers and lakes, Our bones lay like firewood on the beach...
Homecoming by Bita Ria
There was a plane full of Iranians waiting to be checked out. I had never seen so many Iranians in my life - all coming home. The queue was long and after what took a lifetime our passports were stamped. I was nervous. Why was I nervous? Hadn’t I revised this moment a thousand times in my head all these years in diareh ghorbat? I thought they might confiscate my book The Chasers. The cover featured John...
A Stateless Pecking Order by Nikola Balvin
She was sitting on the toilet sobbing. It had happened again, but this time it was she who was excluded. She raised her head and through her tear-dampened hair looked around the toilet walls. This tiny, uncomfortable room had become her only private space, the only place where she could cry and pray in solitude. Religion and God were newfound inspirations to her. In the communist Czechoslovakia religion was discouraged, if not prohibited, and she only learned about God...
Born to Love by Mohsen Soltany Zand
I didn't come with the green of spring, I don't want to go with the red of autumn, I didn't come with the migrating birds, I don't want to go with them, I didn't come with the sunrise, I didn't want to go with the sunset, I didn't come in the morning, I don't want to go in the night, I want to stay here, I want to sit with you forever, I don't care how many seasons come, I am waiting for tomorrow, I will wait for the next tomorrow and the tomorrow after that, I was born to love I will wait for you, Here, Forever...