“Sundown” : a song by Hitome and I

Hitome and I produced a song together over the internet during the ongoing coronavirus crisis over the span of a few weeks. He is a fantastic producer and collaborator, and being really proud of what we’ve done together I’d like to share our track with you! Writing has always been a hobby of mine, but…

ode to discarded cotton socks

They say every coat is the wardrobe stapleBut what of the good old cotton sock? Lumped onHappy and cheerfulNestled in the warmth of a good leather home. Through a hole suddenly skin’s exposedNot quite worth a darnUsed and not yet with a threadbare sole Edges once adorned in laceA little cheeky check flouncing on the…

Handmade Roll-up Bag

This bag was made out of vintage golden and orange Japanese silk scraps that I purchased from the Nishijin Textile Center in Kyoto a few years ago, as well as deadstock patterned cotton and cotton macrame lace from years of hoarding fabrics. I drafted the paper pattern and sewed everything based on what I remembered…

On Play #7

TRACKLIST Range Rover Porches I Only Want To Be With You Dusty Springfield The End of the World Skeeter Davis You Know What I Mean Cults Alone Again The Weeknd runtime 14 min.

The Rooftop Party

A submission I wrote for my school’s unofficial account @thatssocsm 16/4/2020 I pause for breath, top step, checking – Neck craning, my ears strain to lepidopteran heightsJust around the corner, voices muffled by cold concreteThe tinned burble of music,pitter patter, skitter-scatter, verdant leaves rustling at my feetA preemptive prelude announcing the fugue of my soles….

The Lift

13/4/2020 We share the same space every morning –same four doors, same time, same weekday.Normal for me and normal for you.Same haggard, dull look, averted eyes, grey jowls quivering,I want to probe but the air is thick with palpable despondence,palpable even to me, emotionally stunted lamb that I am. I bite back my tongue, when?…

Thursday Morning Blues

9/4/2020 I miss that crinkled eye and lifted brow,The excitement and bright flash of teeth,Endearing mole floundering across the apex of your cheek,Who could bear moles yet still be so sweet? Mussed hair falling elicits from me a sigh,The picture of pulchritude in a sea of a-bit-of-all-right,Carelessly tossed from the yawning circles that frame your…

Managing Anxiety in the Pandemic

Hello everyone – Most of us will probably be going through a similar experience at this point given what’s going on at the moment with all the media coverage about SARS-CoV-2 (or as it’s more commonly referred to in the news, Coronavirus, or Covid-19). And wherever you are in the world, I hope you and…

Feeling Homesick So Here’s Some ABBA

The cold sausages in bags, the honey in the glass jar that somebody has quietly and sneakily done some raw-dipping in, all in the same grassy site where we used to play laser tag and get mosquito bites.
I miss how every weekend we would go to have tea and dumplings, then go for a walk by the seaside and hear the patter of the waves sloshing into the rocks, or even crash angrily sometimes when we went for walks during typhoon season…

Leap Month Playlist 2020

My Love, My Life – ABBA I Touch Myself – Scala and the Kolancy Brothers La Fata – Edoardo Bennato Golden Brown – The Stranglers Flesh Without Blood – Grimes Última Canção – Paulo Sergio