As an independent animation and documentary filmmaker who works in traditional and computer-based techniques, Jeff Chiba Stearns is already well-known in the arts community. His latest film, Mixed Match, is an important …
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.
Burning eyes, open wide— I could be you too, despite the tears and eyes as dry as a seahorse on an apothecary table underneath the Chinatown sky. David Ly is …
And then I met him: worshipper of my body down on his knees, his tongue so kind between my thighs. Be my boy for one more night, his tongue insists …
The Globe and Mail once suggested that if one cooking demonstration provides food for thought, then A Taste of Empire should be considered a great success. The play begins with Chef Jovanni prepares …
We returned to Vancouver on the Sunday. It was a difficult ferry trip for Michael as he was feeling lousy. He didn’t eat much lunch, just some soup and french …
For Michael, Love Cynda is Cynda Yeasting’s book about her experience of loving a man who was terminally ill with cancer. A unique love story between Michael Chu and Cynda, the book ultimately …
My mother left me a suitcase of sweaters she knitted in mohair, wool, acrylic in blends of burnished ochre bright carmine, sombre blue, sea green. I see her now in …
To see my mother slip away— like witnessing time being reassembled, the missing hands being reattached, the frozen hours and minutes retrieved from the crumbled heap, put back in their …
There is urine on the seat again. Every time Shaohan sees splotches of his father’s urine on the toilet seat, something clenches inside him. He doesn’t have to sit there …
The boat ran out of water. She stepped out and missed the silkiness of mud between her toes. A homeland flows down cheeks crusted in sea salt. David Ly …