1. α today we are talking about how your ring's torn my finger up / for a year and a half now / and that cute hat / and the scarf / anything that is amenable / to having holes in it really / whistling past the aorta / ventricle dreaming / musclebound memoriam /…Read more morningpage.09 (mussels, karaoke, bathtime struggles)
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morningpage.08 (cunts, banana violin, insomnia)
who reads every word any more ? the cards said, don't let yr cups spill over. I saw a man with an electric banana violin amped up the sadness a single string sighing over the sound of negotiation stole my heart in a hawaiian shirt the buskers here are fanged with talents can you imagine once…Read more morningpage.08 (cunts, banana violin, insomnia)
morningpage.07 (harry potter, spinal column, tinfoil, snoring)
I am learning / to flick a knife open with / one hand I am holding / my breath / for no reason until I calm / all the halfway down I am content / sharing this burrito / with you I cannot take / this much / bliss with me / into the tomb…Read more morningpage.07 (harry potter, spinal column, tinfoil, snoring)
MRT BORING MACHINE: tunnel vision
first published here, still relevant 9 months later you were sure one of us would get bored, because love is an underground tunnel, the train malfunctions we call communication just proof that affection permits one to overlook mistranslation. the eternal question: why I didn’t respond to your letter, their missives, any sort of correspondence that…Read more MRT BORING MACHINE: tunnel vision
morningpage.05 (tenga egg cell, pcos, azngrrls)
conventionalised caramels. a balding woman. a balding man. your lover not so much bursting through double metal doors as careening slightly. the airport pulling on your eyebags. sick-footed triumph. you're not as young as you used to be. you waited for a long time and you thought it meant something no one told you that all…Read more morningpage.05 (tenga egg cell, pcos, azngrrls)
morningpage.03 (boringnesses, illiteracy, predatory people, necromancy)
today I am thinking about what it is like to be a hard-up stand-up about whether people from hawaii really do speak slower because they are laid-back no one wants to be a caricature imagine me, coarse hands and a bubble butt, imagine being able to skateboard perfectly and using it as leverage or a substitute for…Read more morningpage.03 (boringnesses, illiteracy, predatory people, necromancy)
morningpage.02 (the origin of love, tate museum, retail therapy, personal conflict)
HOW TO NOT BE SEEN how not to be seen: a fucking didactic wannabe pastiche of ruination and colour. boyish haircuts and the need to grasp your wallet close to you. I am not so much falling in love with london as she is pulling me close to her as we pass under a flyblown lamp in…Read more morningpage.02 (the origin of love, tate museum, retail therapy, personal conflict)
morningpage.01
'when you give, when you receive, do it with both hands.' it's been both hectic and strained. fuck the diary entries because how does one 'write down everything' that happens to one. most days I feel like a dog walking on hind legs because people are still surprised that 'your english is so good!' and…Read more morningpage.01
anxiousnessless: a pastiche to anne boyer’s Not Writing
When I am trying to write about HEX ED and BAD GIRLS and SCATOLOGICAL QUEERNESS, I am not writing. I am not writing short stories about aquariums or normalising queer sex scenes. I am not writing stories that are set in Singapore but defy the conventions and mundane associations that Singaporean fiction carries. I am…Read more anxiousnessless: a pastiche to anne boyer’s Not Writing
YOU COULD TAKE A LITTLE
Written for the Lion City Slam, Oct 2014. x Marylyn Tan there was a girl who responded every time to ‘kiss me.’ with ‘where?’ on the hollow of my throat. between time and space. at the mouth of the Singapore river. to this day, area around the old Singapore River mouth remains the most expensive…Read more YOU COULD TAKE A LITTLE
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