From the Diary of May Ling Su

Category: Poetry

May Ling Su summer dreams of home

When I think of home…

I think of tropical monsoons and coconut trees swaying in the furious wind. I think of guavas and mangoes and spiders as big as a man’s palm. I think of the hot California

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May Ling Su Pornsaint Queen Bee painting

What Am I Worth?

“What is my mouth worth?” I asked. “Your mouth is worth more than all the diamonds in Africa,” you answered. “What is my ass worth?” I asked. “Your ass is worth more than

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