Poetry

Giờ Xanh / Blue Hour ~ a poem by Võ Đức Quang

Hôm nay về khách sạn  trong thành phố lạ một mình.  Ôi lòng tình sắc bén hơn lòng chiề và tuổi anh biết tìm ai? 

Reminiscences

¨Call everyone to eat, koun. Come, come, while the food is warm¨

false tooth picture

the best memory of my life /also consists of the worst one /visiting my grandparents in /Malaysia

A Tight Fit

Spoken word recording: You asked me how my hair got so black,and in your very next breath, told me to go backwhere do you want...

Laboured

Your breath is / only learning its way eager, sporadic, chasing / the world to catch up

Poems and Visuals by DACBEET

A birthday card as a placemat for spit coated fishbones / Celebration of life and death and near-death / I looked at the ghost in the eye with a taunt / If you are going to take me, take me now — / You won’t.