christy leunginHOMESICK AT HOMEscaffoldingI was unsure when they started having these up. For the longest time, I could only recollect the noise that disrupted my daily labours…Jan 29, 2022Jan 29, 2022
christy leunginHOMESICK AT HOMEIV6 — iv6I ran along Brook Street I ran across ambiguous greens Peering over the Crook Point drawbridge Of disjointed memories I ran along…Jan 27, 2022Jan 27, 2022
christy leunginHOMESICK AT HOMEafter the stormThe city has been struck by calamity, flooded into every corner. Still waddling through to fulfil everyday labours, Are we truly shocked or…Jan 24, 2022Jan 24, 2022
christy leunginHOMESICK AT HOMEThe sun is setting, but I could play no moreMy Victoria, are you scorching As I begin searching my way with Untied hands against the lightening city Yearning under your narrowing…Apr 27, 2021Apr 27, 2021
christy leunginHOMESICK AT HOMEI never get to…I never get to… cry in front of anyone and I wonder why and what is up with this problem of sentimentality resisting vulnerability, guilts…Feb 14, 2021Feb 14, 2021
christy leunginHOMESICK AT HOME// finding spaces to breathe: (i) Central, this is the end of the Tsuen Wan Line //fleeting dilapidated walls, shrieks between in-between metal gliders, sparking the usual long dread that precedes the round-trip journey…Dec 29, 2020Dec 29, 2020
christy leunginHOMESICK AT HOMEI plead for witness to my demisewhat does it mean to stay afloatDec 29, 2020Dec 29, 2020