I Our arid fissured earth implores the blue heavens for drops of rebirth II Abundant river From clear to brown; at last dust The parched land despairs III Erratic weather …
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Poetry
Watch over the ginger boiling in the kitchen, your epiglottal bile, the regurgitating sink, the revolutionary protests of pipes. Free fall into slaloming sleep, navigate the mutilated men and mutinying …
In our latest submission call, we invite you to speak about time and space. Together, they create the universe. And as abstract as the formation may be, we strive for …
I just need a minute to gather my thoughts, re-articulate who I am in the dating game: Ambitious. A lover of rap and food. Fancy but not pretentious. Still down …
The net that presses against your skin, made from thin, steel fibres leaving an imprint only when you push up against it. We have spent most of our lives, unaware …
So this is me here, loving in my kitchen making extra portions, canning jamming, buying too much, returning laden, a strap cutting into my arm cutting, stirring, tasting opening a …
(For Cole Gwinner) Taiga is the name on the matching teal jackets we bought on Christmas Eve so long ago from the Taiga store because it was three p.m. and …
We are both in the queue that says Australian and NZ citizens. You step across the yellow line and glance at the camera while I tentatively put my passport photo …
Imagine, how it bubbles a swamp brewing with broken bubbles how it calms down ripples vanishing under the still starlight a ocean of lotus blooming towards wisdom Changming Yuan, 9-time …
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 …