The sheets of paper
he left on the floor
before taking
a quick turn
must have been
his English coursework.

Flicking through it,
turning pages
from left to right,
right to left,
I could see his
neat blue handwriting
on every page.

Placing it back on the floor,
I remember the weight
and feel of it
leaving my hands:
“Surely
I’m not expected
to hand in
something like this
one of these days!”

Sigh Wan
22/03/2026