Super Short Story #292: Green Man Laughing at the scrambling green man who could never walk away, he forgot that…
Super Short Story #291: Steam Though he could hardly see clearly in the steamed up hot shower, he could think…
Super Short Story #290: Horse He galloped with all his heart, not knowing it was just a carousel, a roundabout.
Super Short Story #289: Story Day and night reading about others’ lives, she forgot to write her own story.
Super Short Story #288: Bookstore Though books are for finding one’s way, he lost his way in the big bookstore.
Super Short Story #287: Mail The mailbox could deliver many things but what he really wanted to deliver was itself…
Super Short Story #286: Stranger Encountering Camus in another language was like meeting a familiar foreigner.
Super Short Story #285: Rail The left rail was sadly crucified to a thousand bridges while it could not cross…
Super Short Story #284: Gift She dreads discovering an unexpected bill in the letterbox as much as she anticipates an…
Super Short Story #283: Zebra Crossing Zebra crossings are more stressful than traffic lights to her as she is often…
Super Short Story #282: Water Sometimes, he prefers the plain condensed water on the cup of fancy cold drink he…
Super Short Story #281: Down It struck her that it is equally true that when you hit the rooftop, the…
Super Short Story #280: Dish It always surprised him how anyone could enjoy a dish made from someone who didn’t…
Super Short Story #279: Virtual He focused so much on the virtual that reality became more virtual.
Super Short Story #278: Mosaic When he sees mosaic designs, he doesn’t just see the beauty, but the grime to…
With increasing use of plastic surgery due to attachment to the so-called ‘importance’ of looks, I’m predicting the reverse to…
There is this half-bridge-half-ramp structure at the Toa Payoh train station underpass. It is a monument ‘celebrating’ witlessness. For some…
Am always interested in hearing how the man on the street philosophises. I overheard a poor philosophical argument during lunch from the…
Am experimenting with a lazy yet paradoxically disciplined way of writing a novel… by writing snippets weekly. It’s lazy because…
Here are some extended snippets from a chat on the movie ‘The Grandmaster’ with a friend on the nature of…
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