Sharon Chin

Dear Blank and Indifferent Universe, It’s only January into our second Covid year but I’m already so tired, from having lived in a brain that constantly shoots off like a palpitating rabbit into future, yet unlived months. Seeking survival; seeking a safe place to take one’s cause and one’s people. Is August a safe place to land? September? Is December safest of all? Give me a place to land. Read more →

I don’t know what I want. I want many things big and small. But I don’t know if I really want them. My most frequent answer to most things is “I don’t know”. Or at least it used to be. Read more →

Dearest S, Thank you for your letter. I would dearly love to handwrite and illustrate my reply but post offices seem so far away by foot here. What do I want? I want sex. Sex is integral to being a Being and not feeling like a cup or a plastic clock or something with eyes and two legs. Read more →

Letters To What We Want is a series of letters composed by friends, responding to the question ‘What do you want? In 2021 and beyond?’. Read more →

I keep an altar in the home I’ve been living in for 3 years now. I knew I wanted to set my altar with manifestations of my intentions as we left 2020 and moved into 2021. I wanted to do something that wasn’t writing words. And I knew that I wanted to build a house with a broken heart in it. Read more →

If I want anything at all, I want you to be able to see your family again. If it’s not too much for me to ask, I also want for everything to turn out alright for you in the end. Read more →