‘As I grew older, I began to feel a different, yet familiar, emotion in the same part of my heart – experiencing something so real but wondrous you feel as if you’re in a dream’ – @christinemaricomics When I am there,when I feel every spark and crackle against my heartbeat, I don’t feel like dreaming.I feelContinue reading “First-Act Curtain”
Author Archives: PM
Re-learning Steps
A haiku about a childhood photograph 👶🏽
A Self-Care Bath In Quarantine
A poem about taking care of myself in quarantine 🛁
A White Girl in a Pretty Dress Smiles at Me
‘She stares back at me, and I don’t know what to tell her’
Des Voeux Road West, Hong Kong
Des Voeux Road West never faced west, only towards the other blocks opposite ours. Each morning, my foot was met with a bunk-bed ladder too slippery for any human who had slept through the sweatiness of night. But, I’m convinced it wasn’t meant for human legs, since each night the scurrying of thistly legs decoratedContinue reading “Des Voeux Road West, Hong Kong”
Bed
First NaPoWriMo – short and sweet before bedtime 💤
Woman (+audio)
A poem about being a normal woman for International Women’s Day👩
Why Jane the Virgin makes me feel sexy
Sex – probably one of the most if not the most taboo topics of human history. Like many children of immigrant parents, however, sex was far from taboo for me – it was literally never mentioned. If you want to see a desi family open up and talk, try sitting them in a room withContinue reading “Why Jane the Virgin makes me feel sexy”
Petal (+video)
A poem of hope? (I hope).
Stay strong
P.M. x
Hong Kong Diaries – Entry #3 – ‘Growing Up’
Continuing to log the ever-changing landscape of my experiences in Hong Kong, a turbulent but wonderful city. Enjoy!
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