From the 2nd floor window of an artist’s rental AirBnB, here’s what I see: Keelung serenely tying together an enframed scenery, the foreground roofs cooled by the sprinkler’s gentle sprays …
It is difficult to articulate a response to the irreparability of redress when the Canadian government’s attempt toat repair lands with insincerity or irreverence. I remember growing up, my mother …
Fiery tongues lick the sky, cackling and crackling, In a forest of burning towers, only they – the daenamu – stand. Each fibre stretches toward air, weaving a lattice of …
The painkiller, dissolved in my stomach at 3:26 am, is not working. I am nothing but a dark vagina and a stormy uterus. I imagine – with sober hands, care, …
There’s a mumu in the corner and Ate points in the direction with her freshly glazed lips in a pucker. “Don’t go there, there’s a mumu,” she warned -even …
Scoop rice from bag to be stitched into a pillowcase wash rice stir regret with a wooden dowel rinse five times. let tiny grains of dreams swirl in the …
Do I know the directions? Will I walk down York Mills and somehow slip into Ximenkou Station, riding the subway down to Tianhe? No; the picture on the …
Ricepaper Magazine mourns the loss of Roy Miki, whose passing marks the end of an era in Canadian literature and social justice. As a poet, scholar, and lifelong activist, Roy’s …
We are pleased to announce the theme for our upcoming issue: Organization. In an increasingly complex world, the way we structure our lives, thoughts, and societies is more important than …
after Jennifer S. Cheng Dear Mom, ………I want to describe for you the snow. How white smooths the mountains into cones. How, in the evening light, the cones become islands, …
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