I don’t remember where the mosque was in relation to our building when I was growing up, but I remember that it was close enough that you could hear the …
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Late one night, before summer turned to fall, Ocean Boy was born in a desert town at the confluence of two mythic rivers. He was descended from men who dove …
He’s alone, His breathing barely rises and falls In a rhythm inharmonious with the rain That pounds on him like a hardening heart. There’s a dizzying array of the finest …
Dear Canadian Media Industry, This year 2021 has been a watershed year for global racism against Asians and the lack of representation of Asians in Hollywood… and Canada. Recently widely …
At the age of five, I was taught by my Great Auntie how to slaughter chicken. Earlier in the day, Great Auntie went to the open market and bought a …
Shzzzzs, our little secret: Many nights I slept with you on the Kowloon floor. Then why would I be bothered by you underneath the sinks and cracks of my Regent …
Buried deep in the Downtown Eastside, past Main and East Hastings where someone is trying to offload valium, past Powell where low income housing and treatment centres make up most …
“From Toronto to Vancouver: Artistic Self-Documentation serves to continually shed hope on Asian-Canadian Stories during Pandemic”
by Allan Cho
The Quarantine Qapsule (QQ) is a digital archive of the Asian Canadian experience during the COVID-19 pandemic. Created in Nightingale Nguyen’s bedroom in Toronto, ON, she wanted to create counter-narratives …
i. the fruit of a certain tree is sour, and softly sweet. it emerges half-made feral on a bed of rich earth sugar is a quiet home for bees. the …
Anna sat on the old barstool, propping her elbows on the counter and swinging her legs back and forth as her mother cut rice flour dough into flat squares. Mama …