PinnedMKitchenWhen I dream of a near and distant future, it’s the kitchen where I see us together. It’s not a room I think about much but I would when…Feb 21, 2022Feb 21, 2022
PinnedMCan I Call this Poetry?gentle: Our mother always told us be gentle, especially with your tongue, there are crimes your tongue can commit that rival even a sharp…Apr 30, 20201Apr 30, 20201
MThe Desk I Work FromThe desk I work from these days is not a bed, personal belongings scattered across the coloured sheets. It’s a desk that still holds the…Mar 3, 2022Mar 3, 2022
MPurple Moles on His SkinI saw purple moles for the first time as a child, the colour of grapes on dada’s brown skin (colour value #ae9171, I checked), and I have…Nov 6, 2021Nov 6, 2021
MDeath is One Less Plate on the Dinner Tableheroic There is (and shouldn’t be) no such thing as being strong when you have lost someone you loved and lived with since the day you…Oct 19, 2020Oct 19, 2020
MThe Familiarities of Familytechnique: I have studied and taught history and haven’t yet found the records of the first family ever formed. They must have left…May 25, 2020May 25, 2020
MSummers of the Past and FutureHere’s a summer, passing by, whispering you don’t need permission to daydream but here it is in my ears.May 15, 2020May 15, 2020
MInheritanceA couple of years ago, perhaps seeing us typing with ferocity or looking at our growing shelf, our grandfather handed us a tattered Roget’s…Feb 24, 20201Feb 24, 20201
MSwimming LessonsGrowing up with two siblings — a twin and an older brother a couple of years older than us — was like being on a forever summer break. The…Jan 22, 2020Jan 22, 2020
