Monthly Archives: October 2009

The Lady and the Iron Chef

. Her skin is white as snow, as smooth as moonskin, as delicate as those little cakes they make to worship the mid-autumn month. The lunar girl. The Lady and her tavern of gold, framed by the evening’s dying sun. And now it is night, and winter is here and it is cold. Yet light …

October 14, 2009 – 6:47 pm | By Kenny Mah | Posted in Food, Friends, Love, Stories | Comments (44)

The Boy in the Baju Melayu

. This ought to be about Eid ul-Fitr and how it is a season of seeking forgiveness and forgiving. ‘Īd mubārak, my friends. Let take this time to rejoice for what we have and what we may offer to those who have not. This ought to be about the food and the feasting and friends. …

October 9, 2009 – 9:42 pm | By Kenny Mah | Posted in Friends, Malaysia | Comments (50)

The Grass is Greener

. I remember when I met you. No stars hung in mid-air nor into your eyes did I stare. No fanfare, confetti or balloons. No falling under the spell of your moon. Romance isn’t always a Belinda Carlisle song. Love can’t move mountains. Love can’t part the seas. Love doesn’t mean I’m the one for …

October 5, 2009 – 8:00 am | By Kenny Mah | Posted in Life | Comments (64)

O Mirror

. She watches herself She is not her reflection, she knows She asks the mirror Who shall satisfy me? Would there ever be? Glass is glass: cold, dead There can be no answer you don’t already hold She smiles, bitterly And erases her glass smile with a mallet “O mirror, I know You don’t lie; …

October 2, 2009 – 11:58 pm | By Kenny Mah | Posted in Stories | Comments (38)