Why “Father” Time and “Mother” Nature?

(And not the other way around)

The (In)significance Of Our Time

And our existence. Why our time and we, (don’t) matter.

Menunggu Pesawat Terbang

Setelah sekitar lima belas menit saya duduk di depan mushallah, adzan isya berkumandang. Kalau tidak salah ingat…

The Distance of 365 Days

A year ago today, a Polaroid photograph was taken of me wearing a pink lycra and spandex bandage mini-dress. I only got to see it once but I remember being pleasantly surprised that even though I smiled big, my face hadn’t scrunched up and away from the kind of sex appeal I sought in…

Six months, a heartbeat

Mottled green rooftops, overrun with moss, stare back; they sense the passage of time too, and still stay frozen…

Then and Now

Recently, my friend was pining for a lost love. She’d messaged him recently. No rhyme. No reason. Just, ‘I heard a song, I thought of…

front porch

a small room
on the front of my aunt’s house
is beginning to cave in