Natalie Wang: “Miss You. Would Love to Take You for Butter Chicken Again.”
do not care if you are here with lungs or without. we are beyond such heavy things now.
Winter A. Chen: "#041 Zubat"
What once lay dormant was a hunger for deodorant, masking the musk of boys sinning into men.
Ruo Wei Lim: “How to Be a Failure by the Time You Enter the Prime of Your Life”
At least possibility then was a numerical function, neither mythic nor utilitarian.
Jack Xi: “Why You Should Risk Less Caution Today”
We are stronger than our fathers. We are strongest when we fail them.
Christian Yeo: “The Year of Short Stories”
Everything we love becomes a myth eventually.