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In Eulogy of a Pelt
I woke up in a cornfield. The first thing I saw were the stars. It pulsed - that dotted swirl of remote diamond light, flush against the abyssal black. The…
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Seeds
Arthur Miller is arrested two days before Christmas. It has been three months since Cody disappeared, and Miller is nothing more than a ghost of a man. His face is…
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An Overdue Parting
It was a Saturday evening like any other, as Luke stepped out of the wooden door that separated the fresh air and the dullness of his house. The clouds in…
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The Long Ride
“Traffic is still slowly crawling on the Tuas Link back to Johor-” Samuel Tang turned the radio off immediately. He did not need any more reminders of the soul-sucking, blood-curdling,…
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Dead Letter Office
Memory is like a moth. It flutters. It drifts. It finds an abandoned wardrobe of precious clothes to nest and gorges itself, leaving behind the gift of dust and scraps.…
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Ask the Angel
“Ask the angel.” That’s exactly what Nina did. Her companion’s expression didn’t change from where he towered over her abuela’s grave—he stared stony and gray, with the chiselled edges of…
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Nobody’s Daughter
Lovely Elena. Beautiful Elena. Just Elena—but none of them ever came close to the one I so desperately craved to hear once more. The “Elena” that sounded as soft as…
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On the horrifying ordeal of remembering
The first time I alluded to grief it felt as if I came in contact with myself––somewhat alarming voices of my mother drowned in floods, survivors of the water antagonising…
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The A-Word
I see the Thing on my twelfth birthday. The doctor is still speaking to my mother in a language that isn’t foreign but might as well be, jargon my brain…
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C8H11NO2 + C10H12N2O + C43H66N12O12S2
“As he read, I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once. The Fault In Our Stars, page eighty-four.” I prop myself up on…