Go faster than your brain- fasterfasterfaster STOP the train of thought before it arrives at your platform, a thought as sticky as slime, a starfish that wouldn't budge. Thoughts that have grown in your garden Sometimes we have more weeds than flowers. I say keep the weeds. Whoever you are, whether your ratio of weed to … Continue reading The mind
The adult you comes from a place of wisdom. It is not a cover up of the little baby soap within you, it is not a lost of frivolity and sun-kissed freckles you love. While the child within is shaped by an imperfect other, the adult grows and is watered with wisdom and love. Being … Continue reading The adult and child within you
I know you know, Summer hat of yours indoors Cover greys. I know you know Why you leave notes on my shifts Like rotten water that splashes onto my white shirt Baking a familiar scent. I know you know Loneliness has been flowers galore For though they've spoken your heart They cannot speak to your … Continue reading Joey, the aunty who works at the flower shop
Your weather was neither hot nor cold, an odd combination that called for equilibrium of the people's hearts and wallets. Especially the wallets. Because casinos were a make it big or break it break it small into tiny pieces of chip(ed) hearts. But it was too late. People possessed with the ghost of greed were … Continue reading Macau.
Perhaps sadness is a drug that can't be overdosed. Their faces see my pain, but they don't know it. Because my pain, is a lightbulb in their heads that will never be lit. Even so, please find the fire because I can't explain it either. For I'm split into two, Like a knife through soft … Continue reading Ticket to the past from Anger himself
Sometimes I wish that an Arts degree would be the 'Medicine' to Singapore. Too. That money not growing on trees would be a blessing and something to be celebrated about. That capitalism wasn't so deeply embedded in our world that companies have to say that they are 'cruelty-free' products. That schools would be competing for … Continue reading Ideal Wishes
A blank new slate, a fresh white canvas. No more straight rigid lines, Black blue and dull. Occassionally marked with harsh red ink. Now i'm the one with the brush in hand, Holding a palette of fresh bright rainbow colours. No more looking beyong the canvases to see what faces to paint, what expressions to … Continue reading Leaf Turning After A Levels
Morning comes, and the house is empty. I woke up to the sound of violent struggles to lock the door. Keys dangling, he left. Alone in the house now. And for the first time in a long time, the house feels cold. I never noticed the comfort that family could bring to the house. The … Continue reading The next day
Tonight my heart is pounding. Pounding because landmines have been planted in the family. Words spoken, or misspoken, and hard headed smacks. Hearts broken, apologies spoken But it will never mend. Not like this. When two people with intertwined childhoods and blood ties fight and hold such dear resentment towards one another, where does compassion … Continue reading My heart pounds
Like dainty little wildflowers gently resting on my head, they make me feel like a fairy- magical, loved, warm, Tinkerbell.