This month’s podcast, I must warn you, contains some very graphic themes and language. It is, after all, about trash, and we decided we’d go for the basest angle we…
There’s a deep, dark, perilous hole that you tend to fall into now and again. It’s not that you don’t try to escape it, because you do. It’s not that…
This is what no one is supposed to see: behind the curtains, the Wrestling Heavyweight Champion has a worried expression. He’s terrified of people seeing him worried. The Backstage is…
(This is not so much a review than some simple thoughts after readingThe Museum of Innocence, by Orhan Pamuk, translated by Maureen Freely) Kemal is a collector unlike any I…
There is Asha, and there is someone else – another person, something other. But first, Asha’s different to this other person, they’re different from each other and you feel like…
I am standing at a dangerous place at the moment. I have lost Frank, and Frank, as you all know, has been my sanity for as long as I can…
This was supposed to be a fairy tale. Or at least, I thought it was. It was going to be this beautiful fairy tale about a deity I had made…
Namaku Sisa. Sisa Nadir Bumi. Ibu dan ayahku berasal dari Mount Weld, Australia. Mereka baru-baru ini terpaksa berhijrah ke Gebeng, Kuantan. Ada beberapa faktor yang menjadi sebab penghijrahan ibu dan…
Jalan Doraisamy, 2am, Friday – Society’s trash is dancing. Higher than the rest, freer than most, they dance with exhilaration and emotion. The warm air with the pitch black sky…
TRASHY Could I explain to you the appeal of going clubbing? Probably not. If I were to sum the experience up, it begins with not knowing what to wear, carries…
Author’s Note: This is a pseudo-sequel to what is now a series of stories revolving a group of siblings. The first story was written for the theme of Addiction, and…
Once upon a time, several, several years ago – in the winding down/winding up years while I attended a private college but before I went to university abroad – you…
