Today I saw a bird It was a tiny bird Alone Flying just high enough that I took notice While all the other birds flew one way You flew the …
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Poetry
“Learn About my Favourite Flowers Through the Art of Paper Filigree” by Jayashree Krishnan
by Allan Cho
Whenever I think of nature, especially flora, I am reminded of my childhood days when my parents used to take me and my siblings once a year to Kodaikanal, a …
Hong Kong for my grandparents arriving as a ship is prone to do, in and out of Victoria Harbour, they stayed: he learning to count the freight, longhand neat in …
1/ Me in Vancouver Rain, it’s the rain that’s been wetting my entire Selfhood inside out Reminding me Amidst all shapes to be moistured The water-drops are The dews from …
He’s alone, His breathing barely rises and falls In a rhythm inharmonious with the rain That pounds on him like a hardening heart. There’s a dizzying array of the finest …
Shzzzzs, our little secret: Many nights I slept with you on the Kowloon floor. Then why would I be bothered by you underneath the sinks and cracks of my Regent …
Don’t call them dogs. Protest is merely a sound for ears that must stay deaf for those who feed above. They are more bothersome, just as you are bothersome as …
Tin Yuet, Sky Joy, also a public estate building’s name: meals by good friends’ parents always make you doubt if yours have been serving you the right recipes. We ate …
The graduation ceremony had to end early, the chancellor left with guards. Students held signs in black gowns, saying, “You can’t kill us all.” How do we live up to …
Or so the collective chant goes, but no, ideas are not bulletproof, they can be usefully forgotten. What did you do a month ago? Truth is, I want you to …