Bathhouse Diaries

It is a fallacy to think love is a need. Love isn't essential as long as one knows the art of its creation, thereby creating an image of love, of loving. Love is always someone else's need.

Bathhouse Diaries

When will you learn, Dillon said to me. Dillon’s balcony overlooked the sea, and ships glittered in the distance. It doesn’t hurt to have another glass, does it, I said, perhaps a touch of irony in my voice, my hand already reaching for the Shiraz sweating cold beads in the ice. Nothing escaped Dillon, not the acquired, outward refinement of my taste, not the tremble in my voice. 

GASPP: a Gay Anthology of Singapore Prose and Poetry

Poetry forthcoming in Singapore's first anthology of queer writing.

The Los Angeles Review

Poetry forthcoming in the Fall 2010 issue. Poetry previously published in the Fall 2009 issue.