For Snowy, the dog I barely knew
I only disliked her tongue—wagging loco-
motion, frantic playfulness and un-
welcome wet when I got too close. I would
hide under the table to avoid Snowy kisses,
covered already by melted ice cream in humidity of
Primary Two exams. Potong
Pasir was never too cool for her
jumping on the couch without
consequence; the day she left
is still a marked mis-
communication with my parents
who thought hide-and-seek was running away.
Al Lim is a student at Yale-NUS College. Part-Thai and Singaporean, he studied in Sydney and South Carolina before serving NS. His works have appeared in Unseen the Magazine, the Eloquent Orifice, Eunoia Review and forthcoming in the anthology, ASINGBOL.