Written by fats. In collaboration with Kunyit Squared.
Written by fats, in collaboration with Kunyit Squared.
It’s always been the almosts, maybes, yet this felt right and scary to the point this was just running in my mind like a tape, for which I was unconsciously rooting for to end just like others, whenever we had these mini cigarette breaks, when he thinks I am just zoning out while staring at him vividly with droopy eyes.
Maybe it was true, a lot can happen over a cup of coffee;
Well for her it happened while making it but it didn’t lessen the magicality…
A juicy, delicious poem to tantalise your taste (buds).
Malay folktore too often heard Names that you know, said and slurred The less you know, the higher the risk, Tune in, don’t worry, it’ll be brisk Toyol Three feet tall, small and vicious, Usually […]
This post was written and submitted by Delilah Ho. Let me make this clear, There is no ‘us’, there is only ‘you’, and ‘me’, No ‘you and me’, and no ‘me and you’, We can […]