By: Michael Jee | Posted on: March 2018
I don't know what happens
Whether you leave
your body like a molting crab,
unhoused from your shell,
Or you drown in an endless,
lifeless, colorless space,
which is as dull as the concrete rooms
that come out in breakout games:
dimly lit, gray, yet spotless.
Maybe you stay among the living as a
ghost, drifting through cities,
your old home, the apartment unit
you have grown fond of,
where you will stand
in front of the door, looking
for your keys you left
with your old self.
Michael Jee is currently a freshman at the International School of Manila. His works have previously been recognised by the Scholastic Art and Writing Awards, and the Bow Seat Ocean Awareness Writing Competition.