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4am: Homesick in Sunway City

Part I

Feet in saltwater, head tipped to the sky, the screech of gulls ahead. Idle fishing pole gripped in your palms, disobedient fish swarming below the pier.

A call in the distance that sounds like your mother’s. You turn to holler back –

You blink awake to cool sheets, rat-tat-tat of a fan above. For a second you think you’re home and your brother’s about to rush in, banging at the door, but you know this grey ceiling, the university-issued closet in your periphery.

Coffee. Then consciousness.