Alfian Saat came at the right time in my life. I was younger and wore my heart on my sleeve. I stumbled upon his earlier work, "One Fierce Hour" at the library and was floored. Alfian won me over in a way that no other poet had. Fast forward to 2016, I am reading this poetry anthology, a book that was sitting on my shelf for years. I'm older now with more distance between what I feel and what I think. I have mostly lost interest in poetry altogether because poetry is subjective and emotive, and if you don't feel moved then I personally think the poem has failed. This anthology, however, still has the ability to catch me off-guard. He has this ability to use simple everyday terms and events, and string them together to create so much meaning and depth. He is also unmistakably Singaporean in these poems, writing intimate observations of his own family and also, commenting on local political topics. My favourite poems in this anthology are "Fasting in Ramadhan", "Minority Report", "Why a Man Cannot Have Wings", "The City Remembers" and "Apathy".