living in the archive part 2

cracking peanuts by the east coast piers

when i was 8 i bought my first pair of 3/4 jeans in the pasar malam, later that summer bu de bu ai became my favourite song

choosing which leaves want to come with me

knuckles cracking to a beat. it sounds like peaceful clicking

i pocket a prayer for good luck. i dedicate my prayer to a different person each shrine i visit

we called them stinky beans - no one ate them at the birthday party

big chickie at kau fu’s house. every year we are excited to come back to her