Grandma’s old house on Drummond Drive held much more than family. Like all homes, it held moments of joy and of belonging. Like all homes, it held whispers, strained decisions …
Fiction
The humidity of the weather made everything a dream. Within a week, how had I come from being a minimum-wage waiter in Canada, to being a teacher in Hong Kong …
April 12, 2006 The hot beef gravy seared the cheese curds as they seeped in with the russet fries. Maya, my sister, poured me a glass of craft lager. The …
“Good combination,” Bibik Swee Neo said to herself while fastening her navy blue kebaya sulam with her favourite kerongsang rantai given to her by her late parents as a wedding …
-2015- Gerry, the groom, quivered as he stared into the eyes of Carol, the bride, the sweat on his brow not visible in the 24 frames that I shot …
Call for Submissions: Immersion: An Asian Anthology of Love, Fantasy, and Speculative Fiction
From the Asian Canadian Writers’ Workshop and Dark Helix Press Call for Submissions: Immersion: An Asian Anthology of Love, Fantasy, and Speculative Fiction Deadline: December 31, 2018 Asian Canadian Writers’ Workshop …
Alissa Cho doesn’t write “From: Aunt Alissa and Uncle Stevie” on the Christmas presents anymore. She and Stevie fight too much now and she worries if she writes their names …
You were the Sawdust Boy. That’s what everybody called you back when there were no electric stoves in the village. Elderly women making bets with their husbands’ cigarette money on …
She couldn’t sleep. It had been a horrible day. A day that felt like it was going out of its way to tell her that she wasn’t right for the …
☜ Part 1 I got a fire in my stomach. I was now a white woman, so I decided to put that to the test. I felt inspired to go …