Yay I remember watching old Tamil black and white films with my grandfather, who used to add little commentaries about the actors on the screen, …
Yay or Nay: Holding Onto the Past
Jia Xuan
Memory Methodology
Let’s face it. Everyone—or most people I know—claims to have a bad memory, and if you’re reading this article, you most likely believe you’re an …
Memory: A Poem Compilation
summer’s end By Haikal From afar I watched You drive away from me Crying, yet parched My skin near the sea The hot summer air …
A Moment of Repose
Growing up, Noah had always possessed an intoxicating, nearly obsessive zeal for exploration. Yearning for the great promises that the unknown beckoned, he often set …
The Comfort Catalogue
Asareel When the world around you is spinning around at a horrifyingly quick pace, all you need is a bit of cheese. That’s what I …
Yay or Nay: To Queue or Not to Queue
To queue, or not to queue, that is the question. Queuing is an action we are all too familiar with, as we are forced to …
Are We Home?: A Poem in Prose
in the car, the constant rumble of engine / green flying across the window, i lay down in the back seat and the sun warms …
The Lonely Anthology
Bubble My days seem to blend together. I’d wake up. Look at the outside world. See what I’d always see. Try to pass the time. …
The Haunting of Mary Ann
A storm is brewing, she thinks. A squid might have made a home in the sky, careless ink staining the clouds grey. It crackled in …
Celebrate For You
Nervous may have been an understatement to what Yuet Ling was feeling. The painful ache in her stomach and the constant drumming of her fingers …