Grace Shuyi Liew sometimes keens like a deflated blowfish.

biopic2biopic hire her to write you a poem, or a breakup letter to your doritos vending machine.


Find Grace sitting on a riverbank, pretending with the grasses, waiting for dead logs floating by.


Malaysia is the womb that birthed her. The US spits on her, slimes her up for an unbirth. This passage comforts no one.


Wait for languages to ripen and drop like fruit.