Loke T Leng
- Oct 10, 2019
A Cat-Eater From China
I knew a cat-eater from China, we both enjoyed dishes of meat. A painful affair it made, Filled with gory nights of wicked sounds,...
- Sep 30, 2019
Day by day, night by night I seek for a flicker of light. To pull me back to my sanity And escape from my calamity. As seasons change I...
- Sep 24, 2019
A Love Letter to My Depression
[Content warnings for depression, suicidal ideation, self-harm] Dear Depression, Do you remember, the first time we met? Me, barely 13....
- Aug 16, 2019
gender is my weapon I conceal, carry; hold close but never unholster they call this a privilege; to disappear into a crowd I’m assumed...
- Apr 11, 2018
once she gardened to Pachelbel’s Canon now on her deathbed, dignity drained her teeth are like stones, eroded by nature sand fills her...
- Mar 3, 2018
We are connected in so many ways to each other: Friends, family, co-workers, Culture, religion, beliefs, Circumstantial or chosen, ...
- Feb 22, 2018
Worries take control of my vulnerable mind, like mosquitoes colonizing my brain. The swarm feeds on logical thoughts, fulfilling their...
- Jan 2, 2018
Seasons Die and Seasons Change
Lilac flowers bloom in Spring a chorus of bouquets that turn into a vulgar show of vanity pulling vomit from my stomach Winter trees...