"I'm speaking with you as a human being and you're talking at me as a politician."— Melissa Fong (@internationalmf) April 21, 2014 When you ask me to open up […]
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Melissa Fong: National Anthem: A poem; “Year of reconciliation? Prove it.”
A poem on our state of denial.
Continue readingMelissa Fong: Scene: Life cycle of an alleyway
He made a squat to the curb but his bum cheeks just barely grazed the concrete as he lit the cigarette. It’s always cold. Always. And somehow squatting conserves the […]
Continue readingMelissa Fong: Sketch: Barclays
more scribbles – – – It’s my last sip. I never drink the last sip of wine because of the sediment. I know you can’t see the sediment but it’s there in minuscule proportions and it will make the last sip of wine bitter. Why would you even order the
Continue readingMelissa Fong: A story #1: “what happened.” (2009/02/08)
what happened. It followed a year of my life. I fell in love with this man who had some sort of illness. I’m not quite sure if it was terminal or not. And there was something questionable about the permanence of his being in my life, or vice versa. As
Continue readingMelissa Fong: Spoken word #2: “rigour”
Spoken word #2: “rigour” rigour [A poem, meant to be read aloud] Instructions for How to Read Filed under: Scribbles
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