Podcast: Charles Bukowski – The Last Night of the Earth

Transcription: That we were perishable, perhaps didn’t occur to Him Or That greater gods might be Watching. begging, Charles Bukowski One can never have enough of Charles Bukowski’s books on the shelves, just as one might live in oblivion never knowing that we are perishable. Hi, and welcome back to the Radio of Resistance. I […]

Fare thee well

Fare thee well It’s been a long battle, and I thought we could be more than comrades wearing the same scars and the same little memorandum on our forehead saying we have lost. Fare thee well It’s been a long war. A meaningless, gruesome war where you grow on your comrades’ corpses and there’s nothing […]

Since You’ve Been Gone

Since You’ve Been Gone

To M. and the memories we shared. Since you’ve been gone, I don’t even know if I’m outside more or if I’m just staying inside and imagine that I’m still on the outside. I visited the café at the corner – they’ve just opened; the menus are all new and the chairs are made of […]

Podcast: Charles Bukowski – You Get So Alone At Times That It Just Makes Sense

Podcast: Charles Bukowski – You Get So Alone At Times That It Just Makes Sense

Hi, and welcome back to the Radio of Resistance. I am your host, Thanh Dinh, who had overcome the weary of sleepless nights, walked across tideless ocean, and crossed barren, cold, cruel bosom of the deserts to come back to you with another episode. Because I made a promise to you that the resistance will […]

A Rose for My Mother, Part IV

I wonder if you cry in the shower, when you are left alone with your thought and there was no one around you to put on a show for: A show of strength, of bravery, of someone who is fearless of death and fearless of victory. I wonder if you cry in the kitchen, when […]

A Rose for My Mother, Part III

I don’t know what to say to you, Mother, to amend your sadness and sorrow. Apologies and gratitude, Mother, seems so useless and meaningless now. The other day you told me the story about my sister – who had struggled to survive Autism on her own and failing at that, is now just passing through […]

Letter to M., #4

Dearest M., Do forgive me for putting these words into verses Which will just complicate things and None of us will want to see; but M. Is there anything on this Earth that is ever Complicated? Dearest M., I had a dream. I don’t even know if it was about the me and you Or […]

#pretend

#pretend

You say when you are walking out the door that you will be back home when the tide hit the shore and honey, I don’t know if I should believe in you or if I should believe in the Schrodinger’s cat: fearing the tomorrow that you may or may not come home to where I […]

My First Poetry Collection Is Published!

My First Poetry Collection Is Published!

I am SUPER excited to let you know that my first poetry collection, A Rose for My Mother is finally live on the Kindle store (Spoiler: A hard copy is on the way!). You can find it almost anywhere, from South America to the remotest island of Europe. Due to the publishing of this collection, […]

Freeze the Time

Freeze the Time

To my unknown lover. I want to freeze the time, I say, one evening in May as you walk out the front door. You put your coat on, one shoe on your right foot and one shoe is falling off. How, you fumble with the broken clasp, frustrated and angry and I don’t know at […]