Sun on my face, almost warm But the air still bites Not wanting to deny Winter’s slipping grip. Few trees are still bare, asleep. Crocuses bloom at their feet Trying …
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Poetry
briskets of Chinese cows bathe in Slavic red cabbage invasion, beet defeat the absence of home, diaspora resolves with tomatoes unlike people, 紅湯 cannot flee its vegetables root in …
I’m jealous of the students at Seoul International and how they practice second languages, the way they write and unwrite poems in English to learn how they fit inside the …
When I die at another antlike moment like this No human crowds would gather to mourn my loss Nor would anybody really notice my departure Much less shed tears, even …
It was forty-nine days after her mother had passed when the twelve-year-old girl noticed a heat from her chest, to her stomach, her head, fluttering, rushing, propelling her legs to …
In nursing school we learn the anatomy of the human body; memorizing all the bones and muscles that work in tandem to move us through life. Among these books …
Today I saw a bird It was a tiny bird Alone Flying just high enough that I took notice While all the other birds flew one way You flew the …
“Learn About my Favourite Flowers Through the Art of Paper Filigree” by Jayashree Krishnan
by Allan Cho
Whenever I think of nature, especially flora, I am reminded of my childhood days when my parents used to take me and my siblings once a year to Kodaikanal, a …
Hong Kong for my grandparents arriving as a ship is prone to do, in and out of Victoria Harbour, they stayed: he learning to count the freight, longhand neat in …
1/ Me in Vancouver Rain, it’s the rain that’s been wetting my entire Selfhood inside out Reminding me Amidst all shapes to be moistured The water-drops are The dews from …