Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin

Joined September 2023

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Hi, i am an English Language teacher cum freelance writer with a taste for pets, prose and poetry. When I'm not writing my heart out, I'm playing with my three dogs, Zorra, Cloudy and Snowball.

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Missed Call
A voice steadies--or shatters--relationships. 🦯🦯🦯🦯🦯🦯🦯🦯🦯🦯🦯🦯🦯🦯🦯🦯🦯🦯🦯🦯🦯 She grabbed the phone on the bedside table, her eyes bleary.
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin6 months ago in Fiction
Pauses By The Sea
In the pause, we remember all. ☁️ ☁️ ☁️☁️ ☁️ ☁️☁️ ☁️ ☁️☁️ ☁️ ☁️ The waves Touch My toes As I tread Notebook In hand
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin6 months ago in Poets
The Black Rose
Some celebrate International Rose Day today--August 14. A day of love, remembrance--and bonds. Some bind too tightly. And love feels--thorny.
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin6 months ago in Fiction
Barbed Wire Wall
Barriers may fall, but not their shadows. 🧱🧱🧱🧱🧱🧱🧱🧱🧱🧱🧱🧱🧱🧱🧱🧱🧱🧱🧱🧱🧱🧱🧱🧱🧱 Barbed wire unravels Spools across streets
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin6 months ago in Poets
The Left-Handed Gift
Today is International Left-Handed Day--a day for those who are left-handed to raise it proudly. In a world where the right-handed steer the course.
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin6 months ago in Fiction
The Monsoon's Last Breath
The last breath marks a new beginning. 💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧💧 August's Heat wanes. The last cicada calls me.
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin6 months ago in Poets
The Pontianak: Midnight Delivery. Top Story - August 2025.
Hot days. Humid nights. Banana leaves swaying in the breeze. Juxtaposed against a brilliant, metropolis skyscape. The Pontianak is a renowned female ghost from Malay folklore--a spirit that haunts banana trees.
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin6 months ago in Fiction
Maybe A Hug
A peek into childhood memory — its warmth and hurts. The mystery — and gravity — of what we cannot remember. Fractured souls — and minds. Moulding moments that shape us — and the gentle disquiet beneath it all.
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin6 months ago in Poets
The Marbling
This story contains images that may disturb some, but is meant to teach, not glorify harm. A little piece de resistance for Steak and Zuchcchini day.
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin6 months ago in Horror
Crossroads
There are times in life when you’re not where you were, yet not where you’re supposed to be. You pause—your feet, breath, thoughts, and mostly, heart, hover. Crossroads comes from this place — the in-between—where decision whispers, and is difficult to hear. It is a poem about standing still, feeling the heaviness of the past lift—and the weight of what comes next.
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin7 months ago in Poets
Where the Horizon Breaks
Love--a many splintered, splendoured thing...laquered in gold. She curled into the rattan chair, the storm in her mind quietened...but the storm outside raged on. She hadn't charged his phone since he left.
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin7 months ago in Fiction
A Butterfly's Silence
Some disappear...to re-emerge stronger. 🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋 A butterfly's Wing A prism Colors Spread
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin7 months ago in Poets