Writing Exercise 1 for Words Of My Body (WOMB) – an acting workshop at HCAC. Prem Do you remember when we used to hang out almost every day after school? We’d play these educational computer games — there was this chameleon one that taught us how to spell, the tongue would extend and reach for… Continue reading Do You Remember?
For the one that has been with me every day and night of my existence, here is a letter to you. We haven’t had it easy since we hit 15. Maybe 13, if we were being completely honest about secondary school. 12, if we count the days of running away from home and playing truancy… Continue reading Dear Brain,
–sits in his lap, wondering, “Is that a penis or a pistol?” And exactly what is the difference? She screams, “Murder me. I’m telling you to murder me.” If she begged for it, is it still a crime? Can you still be blamed, Mr. Humbert? – Lolita’s Revenge, by Twoey Gray 11.12 p.m. I told… Continue reading Of Mice and Men.
I have spent, and am still spending, quite a bit of time processing my molestation on 30 November 2016. I use “my” to convey ownership. A sense of taking responsibility for what has happened, much like the way one would lay out enough food and water for their pet. A more cynical analogy would be that of being… Continue reading Confidence | Arrogance
Keep the good memories then, but remember: they are over. The good ol’ days will never come back. The bad ones, well — (scribbling on a piece of paper before shredding it, smiling) They are past The point of hurting Me, now.
Just in case they’re wondering They’ve got us pinned terribly They don’t believe our love is real ‘Cause they don’t know how real love feels You should know, it’s true, just now the part about my Love for you and how my heart’s about to Burst into a thousand pieces so it must be true… Continue reading Chinese New Year Resolutions.