I don’t know if there exists anyone much worse than my ex. Now I’m 2 decades apart from him, I still cannot forget his sternness, his stoniness, his guiltlessness. In Chinese, we have this saying, “Steal your money, Steal your heart” which is to speak of a guy who is…

Though I’ve found this hard to accept, we need to leave a gap between us, to keep the relationship alive. In “Bernadette Mayer’s Writing Experiments”, the following prompt for writing can be found: “Choose a subject you would like to write “about.” Then attempt to write a piece that absolutely…

Holding hands isn’t as easy as it seems — In my 20s, I’d have asked too many times, “How’d this life be if there isn’t anyone – no one – holding me by hands and mine holding his?” This must be goddamn miserable, withering my life away, living alone, and dying with my own shadow. In my late 20s…

Resist the temptation to tell a story, but a condensation of the moment, let that moment last longer than any words, says Al — I’ve a sister, she’s a big fan of pets At time when we both were young, we lived in sort of temporary squatter (shouldn’t be considered a living space at all). My sister used to imagine that she was a pet saviour. Once she bought and brought home a rabbit (she hid it inside a paper bag); later that…

In a buzzy busy street, would people slow off for a weeping owl? — What’s Wrong with Her So much depends upon those busy passers-by, dashing in the unconcerned rains torn pieces of iPhone — here and there. Few gentle souls couldn’t pretend, pick up the pieces “Is this yours?” She wasn’t there, isn’t here; “Sorry,” they left pieces by her side. Sidenotes: ✨✨ I was writing this…

Have you heard this Chinese Proverb? This is a rivalry between two tigers; except this time, it’s between two swans. — “Two Tigers cannot Hide in the Same Mountain” The original Chinese proverb, “Two Tigers cannot Hide in the Same Mountain” tells the rivalry between two kings of the wild—tigers. They step on the other’s toes, by crossing the line, posing menace to the existence of one another. One hiding place for the survival of both is a time…

Have you ever let yourself play the same tune, or chant the same lyric? Do you think the lyric is about you? — “What the lyric says” When I was young, I guess I was 12 then, my music teacher told us to sing a song (she was at the piano). While we were singing, a classmate suddenly giggled, the teacher didn’t respond at first. She waited till the song reached its end, she then said to…