“whoever you are, no matter how lonely, / the world offers itself to your imagination, / calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting / over and over announcing your place / in the family of things.” — wild geese, mary oliver

• heath, they/she. singaporean
• a vessel for more thoughts and words than are necessary, biology & philosophy student
• photographer, occasional essayist & poet
• perpetually in a levels-induced hell
• watching wild skies, wishing with closed eyes