Every Place At Once.
I am sitting at a memorial service in a church snug in the east end of Singapore. The master of ceremony goes up to the pulpit. He tells us that…
I am sitting at a memorial service in a church snug in the east end of Singapore. The master of ceremony goes up to the pulpit. He tells us that…
I feel like my heart is being squeezed. I am feeling a lot of things. /I feel like Stéphane, snuggled on the mattress, holding Stéphanie’s hand, quietly drifting into lucid dreaming…
This year, I used email auto-replies for the first time. * What you read: “Hi, Thank you for your email. Both my office PC and my personal laptop have crashed…
Between January and February this year, I ate Japanese food for 35 consecutive days in Singapore. Using food, place, and other materialities as placeholders for my sister, I was trying…
Today, I am 28 years 7 months and 23 days old. Today, my sister would have been 23 years 10 months and 23 days old. Instead, she will always be…
Where do young people go to when they grief? Do they cry alone in their bedrooms? Do they logon to the internet? How do young people in grief find each…
It is now 0017hrs and I am typing in this space while weeping like shit because I feel so full of sad. But I know I will be okay in…