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Allan Cho

Lighthouse Climb

by Allan Cho

On the lighthouse’s narrow stairs, my mother’s hand in mine, my children steadying her back, three generations pressed together in one fragile climb. Her knees ached, the steps too steep, …

But I do

by Allan Cho

From the third row of the brightly lit conference room, I watch your feet shift back and forth while Andrew lectures next to you. Are you nervous? Your hands wind …

my mother’s hair

by Allan Cho

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. …

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 …

Persimmon Night

by Allan Cho

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 …

Gift

by Allan Cho

“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 …