Poet | Fiction writer | Editorial Board Member of Eastlit
It comes with a price
through a third party – telecommunication
My bank account in your grasp
Sweep it under rug
Flush them to the straits
You speak with kindness
Bath me with stream
of fortune. By shutting my mouth
But we are the Legion
Blood collector and witnesses
Spitting tadpoles and baby snakes
at the stand before reconciliation
Poetry by Pooja Alok
Keeping Cantonese alive in Norway
Publisher, Editor, Teacher, Trainer, Designer and Educational Administrator
creative exploration within writing, photography and other projects
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Polish girl married to a Hongkonger, based in Hong Kong
For lovers of reading, writing, travel, humanity
