Tufts in Mist; or a Gothic Story
April 26th, 2017: Day 1 Today, while crossing the road on the way back home, the sky started to fill with mist. It was the kind of mist which suffuses…
Sometimes I feel things, about being international or a student or anything at all, and want to write them down. This is where those end up.
lion-mouths.tumblr.com for (old) poetry
April 26th, 2017: Day 1 Today, while crossing the road on the way back home, the sky started to fill with mist. It was the kind of mist which suffuses…
Trigger warning: while this is mostly reflections on culture, there is a small part about mental illness. Otherwise, mostly about cultural, family, and…
Over winter break, while travelling outside of Boston and Singapore, someone tried to rob me. Statistically speaking, this was bound to happen at some…
A poetic response to appropriation in the book Chenoo, using only all of the "Oriental" sayings found in the text. ki-yah (only from Chenoo, by Joseph…
You haven’t finished though it takes a mulish stubbornnessTo chew this food.It is a stone, it is an inconvenience, it is an innocence,And I turn against…