singaporean subject-matter

– a poem:
we toe the lines,

between greyscale latitude

and the silky length of colour,
stained by curry –

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Photo Challenge: Transformation

via Photo Challenge: Transformation THIS IS MY CONTEMPORARY TRANSFORMATION It really hurts. I can feel it inside of me, moving around, wriggling coldly, not bothering to meld into the warm organs of mine. I hear it crying out, ready to wrench its wings out of its own back. The feathers make their way up my…

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How To Live: Pull Up Your Socks

Let your pair of socks brush against your legs and itch to go higher. Pull up your socks. What does it mean, to pull up your socks? I bet that it doesn’t mean to literally grab the hem of your socks and pull them up your legs (and I’d win that bet!). What do you think it…

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Our Afternoon

The hanger rotates, its steel hook glistening in the sweat of the afternoon. The sunshine makes a sound on the plastic, a sound we cannot hear. The hanger rotates, its steel hook glistening in the sweat of the afternoon. The sunshine makes a sound on the plastic, a sound we cannot hear. Mom is arguing with…

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