• Blog

    Earthly Treasures

    I wrote this post on 23 November 2021, but I never published it. Little did I realise that by 11 April 2022, this snow globe in the above picture, together with my fully furnished house will soon be washed away into the ocean. We were victims of a flood, and we could not save a single item. Holding onto earthly treasures is not worth the heartbreak. Written: 23 November 2021 My Story When I was little, there was civil unrest in my neighbourhood. My Mum and all the aunties were frantic. The plan: grab your stuff and flee! My Dad’s…

  • Poetry

    His Keep

    Who is that? Twisted fingers, pointed, raised She comes out of that barren place Foul-mouthed, unscrupulous words Drops of silence and everyone stares Gaping-eyes feasting hungrily they scramble into herds whining in disarray How did she get out? Who is that? She cometh from that desert place She is unscathed yet she bears the scars The screamy howls of the past lurks behind Bewildered by how this one got out She ambulates the presence of someone near She walks in a cloud-like pillar of smoke Who is this that comes out of that wilderness place? Pointy crooked noses sniffing the…