by Vincent Wong | Jan 4, 2016
face to face by Phillip Ho you slept facing me last night not on the couch or facing my feet as though i were an eclipse and meant to be seen only in projection or secondhand and woke up the next day like a guest in your own house embarrassed that you thought i was...
by Vincent Wong | Jan 4, 2016
A Tangled Mess of Lines by Sarah Farheenshah Begum Author’s Process Note: Poetry to me and I’m sure to most of us is seen as something directly related and derived from our thoughts. With the use of visuals of my very own hair, A Tangled Mess of...
by Hedren Sum | Apr 16, 2015
and we grew fat upon the fire by Wee Ting Han...
by Hedren Sum | Mar 16, 2015
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by Hedren Sum | Mar 12, 2015
Daphne, NY by Patricia Karunungan Winters in New York are so cold. Every year I watch the wind split open your lips, and I wonder if, like the rings on the bark of trees, I would be able to tell from the lines how many people you’ve kissed. But I can only count...
