“ In a few years, it is very likely that this series will be considered a milestone in the history of Singapore photography. Raphael Millet
“ I’d thought there’d be no winter in the desert, but winter arrived anyway—silently, suddenly. You Jin
“ Mongkol, poor Mongkol, shedding tears.Thinking of his smiling, comical face, and his dreams of sending his son to university, I could only lower my head in silence.And the night continued, cold and da… You Jin
“ But what little we did know, we brandished wildly like cavemen’s clubs, slinging out stuff we felt tasted good. That was as intricate as ourgame plan ever was—to make food that tasted good. Bjorn Shen
“ Lim Oh Kee kills himself in the early hours on the 12th day of December, 1921. His last meal is rice and nothing. Evan Adam Ang
“ She looked at me like I was stupid, the same look the girls in JC used to give me when I hadn’t heard of the latest boy band, or turned up at Zouk wearing unfashionable clothes. Jeremy Tiang
“ But we will not bury our mother. We have no interest in putting her bones in soft ground, no desire for memorials and platitudes, no feelings attached to the organic detritus of her terminated existen… J.Y. Yang
“ Rebecca woke up with her knees hurting and her fingers ice-cold, and the specifics of her life returned to her as the dream disappeared: weekend, hotel room, Baguio, memory, memory, memory. Eliza Victoria
“ I think, therefore I am. My fingers that caress these rose and frangipani petals are a result of my thoughts. I feel content, tender. I feel entranced, ecstatic and besotted by the fragrance of the fl… Mohamed Latiff Mohamed
“ They will try to ascribe a purpose to my death, as though it were a punishment, but don’t you do so, in order that I continue to live in all the shadows of your longing. I will always be in your sleep… Mohamed Latiff Mohamed
“ Pak Karman hugged his wife’s gravestone tightly. “You left without saying farewell!” The whole of the graveyard was ablaze with light. Mohamed Latiff Mohamed
“ As the wind continued to howl and groan through her decaying body, she began to sing her story. Ken Liu
“ The four of us got back into the car. In an instant, I distinctly heard a “soundless music”. It was the melody of friendship, the sound of a perfectly tuned quartet who got together by chance, four he… You Jin
“ I remember clearly the afternoon that she stood at the corner beside the door of the tourist centre in Gdansk. You Jin
“ One day, I decided to be an island. I took off my clothes and walked into the sea, then floated there, bobbing along with the tide, suspended by my inflatable tube and water wings. Ng Yi-Sheng
“ She remembered the way the damp, coarse sand had clumped to her legs and hands, and burrowed beneath her nails and into the folds of her clothes, and she had wondered why the British children in her s… Yu-Mei Balasingamchow
