It’s Sunday night, and some teenage boys and girls are playing a game of conquest and submission at the basketball court downstairs. They move in, retreat, orbit, advance again; the ball is a dribbling lie. Basketball hands, netball knees, sweaty elbows that nearly always touch but not quite. The girls win. The boys laugh and high-five each other. From my window I think of wolves in sheep’s clothing, except that there’s so much movement it is hard telling which is which.
Loh Guan Liang is the author of the poetry collection Transparent Strangers (Math Paper Press, 2012). His works have appeared in various journals, including Black Heart Magazine, Crack the Spine, Kin Poetry Journal, Mascara Literary Review and Quarterly Literary Review Singapore. Guan Liang currently lives in Singapore.