Sean Gunn was born in August 1948 in Vernon, BC, to Laura Joe (1922-2015) and Gun Wah Fong (1905-1988). His sister Sharon was born in 1952, followed by Shannon in …
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.
Sean Gunn was born in Vernon, BC, in August 1948 and wants you to know that he is the son of a Chinese head tax payer, grandson of a railway …
Nukes. Bombs. War. North Korea. These are some of the words that Jenny Kwak, a 22-year-old Korean-Canadian, often heard when people discussed her heritage. Growing up in Toronto, she always …
I do not mind ..my mother’s hair as she prepares dinner and it ends up ..flossing ..teeth, yet short, practical … with .enough responsibility ..to be genetic history, …..flitting, ……….caught. …
When her grandfather passed away, poet and essayist Mormei Zanke unconventionally honoured his memory – by writing about chop suey. This stir-fried meal of chopped vegetables and meat, all doused …
We are now accepting submissions for our upcoming issue centred around the theme of yearning—that deep, aching pull toward something just out of reach. Whether it’s the quiet longing for …
my dad introduced me to perseemons ‘Anak, want me to cut you perseemon?’ ‘Anak, that perseemon isn’t ripe yet’ ‘Anak, I bought 12 perseemon for cheap!’ trips to Henlong market …
“1935-August… 1000 young cherry trees are donated to [the Parks] Board by Mr. and Mrs Uyeda. These are the first in the city and will be planted-out when more mature …
a perfect storm in a summerlike August sunny afternoon the sky was suddenly covered by a giant black cloak the cloak’s invisible train tramped across the towns in the north …
‘mr big ? is that supposed to be ironic ?’ put the breast back into the blouse we managed to convince some swingers to bet on us here’s a cup, …