About
This is a letter, not a platform. We started it because the things worth saying were arriving too slowly for group chats and too privately for anywhere public. So we made a container for them — quiet, monthly, emailed straight to you. No feeds. No comment sections. No numbers telling us how many seconds you spent reading.
We come from Singapore, which is to say we grew up in a place that is very good at asking where you are going and less practiced at asking how you are feeling. We have both, at different points, left — for work, for study, for the complicated reasons people leave places they love. The letters we write are from that position: inside the experience of being away, of watching home change from a distance, of figuring out what to keep of yourself when everything around you is new.
The themes we return to are selfhood, philosophy, the personal-political, and the strange ordinary texture of life overseas. We try to be honest. We try not to perform. We send one issue a month, and then we are silent until the next one, because we believe the reader’s time and attention are worth protecting.
The two of us have been friends for long enough that we trust each other to say when something is not ready. That trust is the editorial process. There are no other editors. What you read is what we actually think, or what we thought on the day we wrote it, which is close enough.
We occasionally publish a bite from a reader — a short essay, a fragment, a paragraph that has been following you around. We are not a magazine. There is no pay and no formal submission window. What we are looking for is writing that feels like it costs something: a real observation, a thing you noticed that you haven’t been able to let go of, a question you can’t answer but can hold up to the light.
Send us up to 800 words — or one good paragraph, if that is all you have. Tell us briefly who you are and why this piece. We read everything. We are slow to reply, but we reply. Write to us at the address in the footer.