Author: May Ling Su

  • What’s your poison?

    What’s your poison?

    We all get to pick our poison. Some people choose alcohol, drugs, sugar. Others have an obsession with thinness and beauty. Then there are those whose passion becomes a poison, revolutionaries, workaholics, lovers of all kinds.

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  • Strange Things

    Strange Things

    Shortly after Lilith: Queen of the Demons was published Jay and I became friends with a young woman named Lillian. She had straight black hair down to her waist, an hourglass figure, and a pretty smile. She used to visit weekly, always dressed impeccably from head to toe. She and Jay spent a lot of…

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  • I want it now.

    I want it now.

    I’m desperately craving a halo-halo right now. What I would give for a tall glass of it… I want a bean feast, the crunch of crushed ice, with creamy flan and ube ice cream topping. Don’t care how. I want it now. I’d also love a green mango, tart and crisp, with bagoong. If not,…

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  • I got stung.

    I got stung.

    It doesn’t hurt anymore, though. Good to know I’m not allergic, just feeling stupid and sorry that my fierce little honeybee had to die to teach me a lesson. There is nothing I can do to bring her back, no offering or apology. All I can do is learn from experience. I should not have…

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  • You can call me Queen Bee.

    You can call me Queen Bee.

    I’ve wanted this for so long and now I finally did it. I set up a beehive. There were about 15,000 bees and Queen jammed in this traveling box for 1,500 miles. Tired and hungry for days, they were in no mood to be shaken and pounded out, even if it was into a more…

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  • I’ve lost track of what day it is. Or what time.

    I’ve lost track of what day it is. Or what time.

    Some days I am insatiable. I crave sex and sensation to remind myself that I’m alive. Other days I lose myself in the abstract world, the pages of Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein or the chaos of the internet. I forget I am flesh and blood until my head throbs and my stomach rumbles. I suspect you…

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  • Nature Lover

    Nature Lover

    Last summer I had a lovely time over Skype with Padmapani Perez and Rev. Joseph Santos-Lyons, hosts of Agam the Climate Podcast. They posted my interview and reading of my piece Power Couple for their Valentine’s Day episode. For Valentine’s Day, listen to @maylingsu read her piece, Power Couple from Agam: Filipino Narratives on Uncertainty…

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  • Love & Sex in the Chinese Year of the Rat

    Love & Sex in the Chinese Year of the Rat

    In old Chinese culture, the Rat was considered a symbol of fertility, as well as one of abundance. Let’s see if the Year of the Rat promises a whole lot of love and sex for you. If you don’t already know which of the 12 zodiac animals you belong to, check the wheel below for…

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  • Slut Stats

    Slut Stats

    It’s three days before the new year (and the new decade). I was going through my period tracker app, which I also use to log my sexual encounters, and realized that I have been faithfully logging data in it since July of 2010. This is not a new concept. Since the dark ages, the nuns…

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