Fiction (Poetry)

Tracy Shao Weiqi, BIBWH As the crash of waves echoed, Darkness blinded my sight. Although She in pain had moaned, It was peaceful without...

Peter Li, BIPH In death’s embrace, no unity we find, But solitude, a vast expanse unkind. “We brethren are,” the echo sighs, We’re all...

Freya Nie, BIPH A mourning shade of yellow, Paints over the starry night. The reflection of my dulled eyes show Heavy clouds of blue on my right. A small droplet of rain, Rolls down the leaves of a tree. I rub my eyes in pain, Hoping for someplace to flee. I stare at the droplet of rain, Observing it slowly disintegrate. My senses begin to fade, As I watch my vision turning grey. ——Wiping out all light, My hopes, nowhere in sight.

The Yeti (David Cheng, BIPH) It might have been a beautiful day; If we had not waken up, To find the world in fray. They could have given...

The poem explores self-reflection, revealing cracks and duality within. It urges embracing one's truth and healing through understanding.

Cxzh (Connie, BIGZ) Dim light Shadow Moisty air Life Mighty clouds Raindrops March Love Warm breeze Sweet scent Bright green Bloom Wake...

Katie Lam, BIGZ My silence was a gift, The soul was adrift. The soul was dreaming behind bars, And a locked door the heart melts within. For the heart shatters through a hall of beating drums, Thump, thump, thump... But the lock won’t budge. As a burden was taken upon narrow shoulders, The shoulder; a distasteful being to the women behind the mirror. But no wise men ever told her, How to climb the smooth, concrete wall, Without shedding a tear, Without droppin

Alex Huang, BIPH I ran, below the lush leaves Following tracks upon the muddy road Between shallow breaths To think without hope To...

Sam Huang, BIPH The dust clings tight at the edge of time Passing through the beams Of dangling, trembling air. Bursting, burning in an...