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a space for youth writing on mental health & identity
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a space for youth writing on mental health & identity
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The Straits Times, 4 Sep 2022: “Who of these two prospective suitors would most appeal to women here - a handsome man with little to no savings, or an average-looking chap who is savvy in managing money?” paint the streets green—forget about red. red on flags, red of the setting sun, red of our blood, red of saga seeds and passion; you shall discard them for the lushness of our trees
and our laurels, yes, that is what we are, or rather, what we by the wisdom of our fathers have willed ourselves to become: now behold the city we built in a garden. now convert yourselves and surrender your hands to the irrepressible forces of our manufactured nature. green. green are the triumphant alleyways; green are our garlands upon the PIE, BKE, SLE, ECP-- and if you watch closely with a keen eye for flotsam, even the dew that rises from the quay at dawn is our manicured green. watch now, even the rice you are about to spoon into your hungry mouth is green: the chicken is green, the sprouts green; all is green. your fingertips, they carry the scent of the $5 wads pressed into your wallet, they are a reminder that we are up and alive today primarily because of green. do not waltz benighted into your lover’s kiss-- pause before eyes pool unto lips. the hand round the waist in the raging disquiet of the underground east-west line (probably somewhere between raffles place and city hall) i am not asleep. are you watching the interchange of passion and prudence, of love and trees? Comments are closed.
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