Poetry: to the lover who never wanted me, with retro love

like a love song on the jukebox in the shower, you sauntering into my dream-entangled world; sizzling, my heart misimagining … More

Personal Essay: David Bowie in His Labyrinth

For me, David Bowie wasn’t an ageless celebrity to rival the likes of Madonna or Bob Dylan, but a strange, … More

I was never a magician’s assistant, but sometimes in my fantasies I like to pretend I’m one. We did not … More

Saudade i. the starlit sky is a love poem for the girl in a polka-dotted dress her fingers entwined with … More

mum’s polka-dotted apron would be stained brown and yellow; a child would peer at the strange orange universe inside a … More

“We don’t have a word for the opposite of loneliness, but if we did, I could say that’s what I … More

There is a cotton tree near my house, that in winter, flowers the most exquisite orange-red blossoms, so exquisite in … More