Statick

Where will I be?

"yesterday i was away at mersing for a night with mom's university staff and students, and i realised once again after hours of people watching and surrounded by the rural parts of malaysia, how i never could be a very soft spoken, timid, and complacent malay woman. it bugs me. all of it."

Pinknerd.

I'm not even half of one Malay woman. What does it mean to be a "Malay woman", anyway? Or a "Woman" even? Ahh runsing, runsing.

Mata Keranjang.

Saja nak tengok dunia melalui mata lelaki:

Mata Keranjang.

Kembara.

Kadang-kadang,
aku teringin berlari.

Maka, lari lah aku,
mengejar yang tidak kelihatan.
Pembolehubah.

Ada pula kala aku tidak mahu berjalan,
apatah lagi berlari -
gementar akan fluktuasi.

Maka, buntu perjalanan.
Kosong.

Hujan lebat disangkakan salju,
kononnya putih suci. Hakikatnya, kuyup.

Kosong, tampaknya di luar.
Bercelaru kebenarannya.

Berjalan tidak, berlari tidak.
Statik juga, tidak.

Terapung agaknya.
Apa entah yang dimahukan?

Riuh-rendah disangkakan sangkakala,
panik alam semesta! Mahu ke awangan;
tapi jalan pintasnya pula, musykil.

Kosong, dengan mata kasar.
Berinti, hakikatnya.

Bacalah, baca.

The Dog Days are Over?

Another story written for the British Council Malaysia's project, City Shared stories of Kuala Lumpur:

The Dog Days are Over?

by yours truly. But of course, "The Dog Days are Over" is a wonderful melody by Florence and the Machines.

Photolog: Little Beings.

Little sweethearts; discovering the pleasures of little pebbles.
Just look at their pseudo Crocs! All coded by the gender colors.