Cultural Understanding
Raindrops stick to the glass of the window. The buildings in the distance blur together, creating a nebulous image, a backdrop to the sharp figure of the tumbling flood. Is it day six, or seven? Each morning blends into the next, until nothing remains but the stinging portrait in front of me. My mind […]
MoreI imagine myself as a Russian doll. There are several layers beneath the one I present to the world, many thoughts constituting one mind. When I am put together, sitting on a shelf, ready for eyes to see me – I am one face concealing many. I am not the traditional Russian doll, I do […]
MoreNormal Day in Hong Kong (August – January) 6:10 AM Dragging myself away from my bed, I wake up, do my morning routine: brush my teeth, put on contact lenses and change into uniform. 6:20 AM Breakfast with my siblings, usually it’s sunny side eggs and bacon with a side of toast. Sometimes we switch […]
MoreClouds, Engulfing the sky Heavy grey paint spread across up above. Rain, Endlessly showering They are melancholic tears from heaven. Trudging along the dilapidated walkways, Thunder grudging in the distance, Like monsters awaiting for their prey. A flash of plasma etch across the atmosphere, Followed by a deafening crack, The suffocating smell of incineration fill […]
MoreI like to run my hands through tomatoes, stacked in yellow plastic crates under a single hanging lightbulb shaded in red…perhaps getting later chased by the Ah Mah and barraged with Cantonese insults. You see, it appeals to my Id, my alter ego infatuated with the wrong and cheeky. I like to converse with fishermen […]
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