Poetry

freefall

Today there was a heaviness as school ended. Students left the building, teachers packed up their cubicles, deciding what to cart home and which plants might not survive the 26-day school closure as part of a "circuit breaker" move by the Singapore Government to close all non-essential businesses and keep people at home. Dark clouds… Continue reading freefall

Poetry, Politics

our empty shelves

Last Friday on the way home from work I stopped by a supermarket to buy a bag of rice. The usual 2.5kg. We'd run out at home. So had the supermarket, almost. Spent the next hour in a snaking queue surrounded by other snaking trolleys piled with canned food, sacked rice, disinfectant, dragged by smiling… Continue reading our empty shelves