Jonathan Chin · May 24, 2016

    she looks but I don’t know where and I want to say ‘look here, goddamnit, look at me, because I am only looking at you.’

  • Sets of eyes and thighs

    Jonathan Chin · May 10, 2016

    If you look really look just between things like a set of eyes or a pair of lies or a pair of thighs you start to see things a little differently In that space than ...

  • her favourite umbrella rack

    Jonathan Chin · May 5, 2016

    they drank until the lights turned strange and the floor was soft under-ass, and the bottles were empty, and there was nothing left to do. then she turned what she could to look at him ...

  • the long wait

    Jonathan Chin · April 26, 2016

    there’s a mountain where the wind passes through as though it were breathing in a dreamless sleep, and the yellow flowers don’t wilt, as the cicadas yawn like newborns, and the people rest on street ...

  • a good set of legs

    Jonathan Chin · April 23, 2016

    there’s grease on my fingers and a good set of legs walks by, the right size In all the right places. no wonder we’re born with two eyes. I put my glass down, and the ...

  • look close

    Jonathan Chin · April 19, 2016

    I loved you when I was younger a mad love red and pink dread and drink, and when it wasn’t like the novels we read or the songs we sang we pulled the pins from ...

  • with old friends

    Jonathan Chin · April 18, 2016

    ‘-let’s have another one.’ so we down the ones half drunk and Jimmy’s not paying because he’s always broke, or that’s what he keeps saying then someone pulls out cigarettes and I hate the smell ...

  • an old man and a bus stop

    Jonathan Chin · April 17, 2016

    at a bus stop I was approached by an elderly man who I thought must be nearing his own death. he smiled a pleasant smile, speaking in a dialect unfamiliar, and we fumbled through words ...