a convention was signed, forced upon unequaland then there was the 99-year sequeland so I was born, all alive and freeuntil Victoria granted letters patent to thee and George — well, he got it wrong more than rightfrom harbors to railroads to cities walled by blightand as the people suffered from poor sanitationthe answer was… Continue reading Hong Kong, a poem
It started when I stepped off the bus. The overwhelming sensationof pain, emptiness, and hesitation of something lost and something hidden. What is this?I saidto myself, for there was nobodyor head there but the air. I looked aroundand the bus was leavingand I thought to chase after itbut I knewI knew that what I was… Continue reading lost, a poem
hello? are you there? hey! i’m here! should we talk here? yeah, this is fine. by the way, could you share that file with me? sure, here you go. oh, here’s another bit. and another bit. ok, this is the last one. thanks. i think i got it all. i feel like i’m missing something,… Continue reading ACK, a poem
There are some things in life that are absolute. Death, for example death and taxes and the speed of light, I guess. but some things are much more relative like space and time and whether it’s true that you find me cute, funny and attractive, all at the same time. Some days, you are far… Continue reading distance, a poem
this magic potion keeps me alive. i remember the first time that i drank it.drink this, he said. you’ll feel better.i should have stopped— I knew the risks, the pain, the effort — i knew that it was going to hurt. but i wanted to believethe lies, the deception, the teeth —the things we love… Continue reading magic bean juice, a poem
have you developed any new symptoms she asks with a gentle smile. i smile back just a little. I’ve been feeling a lot better i say; which may be true or it may be a lie what do i know? The truth is it has been so long since i have felt good or bad… Continue reading new symptoms, a poem
Attention please. Inbound train number three. three. six. is operating 15 to 25 minutes behind schedule due to positive train control issues to accomodate boarding passengers a lack of regard for the well-being of our customers the systematic underfunding of our capital budget that has made maintenance difficult to impossible the continued public subsidy for… Continue reading we apologise for the inconveniences, a poem
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you’ll know you’re in love when you don’t want to fall asleep, for reality is far better than your dreams. he said. then i would say he doesn’t know me very well.
He stepped into my world one day or maybe I stepped into his I don’t remember. but what I do recall is the sweet greasy, buttery, oily fries of those Five Guys the burgers dripping into the rose-tinted air. Like so many others, he was unremarkable in the most memorable of ways Just another guy… Continue reading rose-tinted fries, a poem