The morning my mother died, I felt a second pulse low in my belly. Not only grief. A faint pull that almost escaped notice. Outside her hospital room, I watched …
Another winter is flowing through my life here, in this freezing country. Back in Hanoi, winter tends to arrive with the suddenness of the northeast monsoon squalls: one muggy evening, …
In 1987, my parents bought a one bedroom apartment in Shekou. It was Chinese for snake tongue because there was a fork in the road that divided the village from …
We are now accepting submissions centred around the theme of impossibility. In Lewis Carroll’s Through the Looking Glass, the Queen upbraids Alice for not practicing a belief in the impossible. …
You nod your head through the bitter taste of dread that threatens to stain the smile you perfected on the kitchen tile. You do as you’re told: be kind, be …
I’ve forgotten that these pages flip over. They’re transparent, exposing my skin. Writing my story again. We all arrived on earth the same way but how do we leave it …
I trace my grandfather’s hands across the atlas he never owned, each river a scar, each ridge a fist. He speaks in gestures I barely know: the curl of a …
steam, salt, pink crabs on their backs grandpa sucks the spit through his teeth splits the belly open drinks from the shell, announces this delicacy loud enough to reach the …
Ricepaper’s Executive Editor and multi-genre writer, Allan Cho, interviews PP Wong, author of the new novel, Slice the Water. A dystopian thriller, a speculative fiction, and a coming-of-age story, Slice …
Hosted by the Asian Canadian Writers’ Workshop (ACWW), Words on Rice: Open Mic is a warm and welcoming open mic space for anyone who identifies as Asian Canadian or mixed-race Asian Canadian …