“Shame on you, Duncan!”: Students and staff rally against casualisation at Melbourne University

University of Melbourne staff and students rallied outside Vice-Chancellor Duncan Maskell’s Parkville mansion yesterday in opposition to the University’s growing casualisation of teaching staff.

Students and staff say no to the Robert Menzies Institute

Students gathered on South Lawn yesterday to protest the opening gala of the Liberal-backed think-tank Robert Menzies Institute (RMI).

An open letter to all student politicians

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"Please don’t ask if we’ve tried yoga”: Students fighting for disability support

Despite the University’s push to make learning accessible, through programs such as SEDS and Access Melbourne, there have yet to be endorsements from students that these programs are appropriate. Inst

Cinemas Buckle Under the Weight of the Netflix Empire

Will Hollywood blockbuster-type films continue to use Netflix as their outlet, or will they return to their rightful spot on the big screen?



Flash Fiction: Unsolicited Advice

<p>100-words-or-less pieces about unsolicited advice for Farrago 2019 Edition 6.</p>

ABC Smokers

By Caitlyn Kirwan


He’s spewing out smog that collects on the floor of the smokers. He shouts to be heard. 

‘You really should just do more MDMA, you’ll realise depression is just like, big pharma.’ 

He keeps on smoking, pools forming at his feet.

‘That’s only because the antidepressants had you fucked though.’

The pools are waist deep, people are screaming. Smoke fills the room. The tip of his cigarette the only thing visible as he gestures from within the cloud. 

‘It’s really fucked up how close-minded you are.’

Sirens wail in the distance, the bartender calls last drinks.

Smoke Break

By Naomi Sepiso


I sat down in the gardens 

today for just a minute, 

all the school children 

were walking by.


I heard a little girl

sing a song she learnt. 

She repeated:

“Peace and harmony

for everyone.”


The earth speaks through 

her children. 


Roll your shoulders

unclench your jaw

sink into the couch 

and wrap that blanket

around a little tighter.


Sun always comes back 

around, and sky is half clear, 

speckled with puffs

and wisps of dreams.

My eyes a mirror.

Can I Cum 2

By Hannah Garvan


It was 2pm. 

They hadn’t slept. 

I found myself 

in a Strange Man’s house. 

For my girlfriend, 

it had been a big night. 

I only came to take her home. 

Now I was Cooked too.


In the presence of 


coked-up heteros, 

we held onto each other. 

Love heart eyes. 

She’d been telling them 

about me all night, 

they said. 


And yet: 

a Strange Man 

would proposition us

with a threesome

to make sure 

we don’t like 



‘But how do you know?’




I am not sure what you’re going through, but I will tell you

this, there is a zen parable about a monk who while visiting a

marketplace overheard a butcher being asked by a customer ‘which of your meats

is the best?’ to which the butcher replied ‘all my meats are the best’. And

after hearing this, the monk was instantly enlightened. And when I first heard

this, I thought it was an okay story.


A couple years ago, when I finally became an adult, I began to feel bad about

myself. I thought ‘what if I’ve wasted away the best years of my life’. Then I

remembered the story and thought ‘no, all my years are the best years of my


Farrago's magazine cover - Edition Three 2021


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