bodies like old parchments, numb and cold minds like trash bins full of colours and critiques souls like invisible quivering dots in the dead night sky, there must be a …
Allan Cho
Allan Cho
Engaged in a number of initiatives in the local community, Allan serves on the board of the Asian Canadian Writers’ Workshop and Vancouver Asian Heritage Month Society. He has written for the Georgia Straight, Diverse Magazine, and Ricepaper. His fiction has appeared in anthologies, The Strangers and Eating Stories. He is one of the founders of LiterASIAN Writers Festival,the first Asian Canadian literary festival and is co-editor of the anthology, AlliterAsian: Celebrating Twenty Years of Ricepaper Magazine.
I All the landscapes I have ever seen condense into a single drop of ink, merging water and sky into one. Facing the sea and the slow ignition of sunrise, …
When buying a house there is much to know beyond school districts and mortgage rates if you want your family fortune to grow. Inauspicious fours are a definite no even …
The First Lesson I was only sixteen and his mother said stay in public — not to me — to him — but I heard it anyway the way you …
As a Community Partner of the DOXA Documentary Film Festival, Ricepaper Magazine is proud to stand in conversation with a compelling slate of films. For over three decades, Ricepaper has …
Exhale. erupt in a breath that is yours let chaos reign in a world that has always been silent about your pain. Be Too Much Too much body too …
We are now accepting submissions for our upcoming issue centred around the theme of superstitions. Whether you’re superstitious or not, all cultures come with their own unique set of superstitions. Got a …
1. The Estate The yard is vast, a park held in private hands. A tennis court, a pool, an outdoor bar breathing the expensive scent of sandalwood. She returns from …
Whenever she is unable to fall asleep She would snuggle herself In the heart of darkness, waiting For me to hold her tight From behind her back like light, but …
You ask me, while we stand in the rain (somehow, you managed to stay bone-dry), to tell you a story, any kind of story, but begin it with a day …