Pages burnt, memories buried, I wakeor think I'm awake. Or dreaming still? — Yong Shu Hoong, lost bodies: poems between portugal and home
Pages burnt, memories buried, I wakeor think I'm awake. Or dreaming still? — Yong Shu Hoong, lost bodies: poems between portugal and home
Pages burnt, memories buried, I wakeor think I'm awake. Or dreaming still? — Yong Shu Hoong, lost bodies: poems between portugal and home
Pages burnt, memories buried, I wakeor think I'm awake. Or dreaming still? — Yong Shu Hoong, lost bodies: poems between portugal and home
Pages burnt, memories buried, I wakeor think I'm awake. Or dreaming still? — Yong Shu Hoong, lost bodies: poems between portugal and home
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Pages burnt, memories buried, I wakeor think I'm awake. Or dreaming still?

— Yong Shu Hoong, lost bodies: poems between portugal and home
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