Mr. Shimizu places a hand on my chest. Twenty-two seconds. I count. I take it all in. The burning circle of his palm. The cool ridge of his wedding band. …
The first television my parents bought was a big box with four elegantly tapered legs. For many years we didn’t have cable, but by turning a stiff knob on the …
Dr. Kantha was tossing and turning in bed. She was anxiously anticipating the first morning of medical volunteering in the Cambodian seaside town of Kep. She had awakened too early …
The pig came out of the man’s trunk, and it looked as heavy as a fat toddler. Its skin was roasted a golden brown, glossy and crackling. The man heaved …
We invite you to submit your unpublished work to the theme, “awakenings”. As we enter the Fall, take a moment to reflect on how new seasons can bring about a …
In Chinese culture, red envelopes are ubiquitous with special occasions. At gatherings the shiny paper packets are filled with cash and handed out by elders to any children who …
a blue moon bears the name ………..of the moon, …………………………….the earth, ………………….a raucous thank you ………..and amen. you cry for ………………….you, ……………………………and your family ………………………………………and your friends. ………..a wonderful day …
how long does it take for rock to chisel to sand? each speck is said …
a hospital bed steeped in ammonia currents of stale urine a tube of canesten straddling the commode atop a stack of unused diapers fruit flies metastasizing from browning …
i knew my poh-pohthrough my mother first—a wordless womanmade cruel and callous by war,by orphanage; undigested toneschewed and spit out as lotus paste.goldenrod teeth, appleseed eyes.she put her memory down …
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