i sit across the room from her,
as she calibrates my eyes
in their sockets
with her mind
she expels the shock
that protrudes
the flesh of my vision
as if i myself watched
the japanese march through a land… more »
Every morning, whether the sky is a cloudless forget-me-not blue or a grayscale thunderstorm, my older brother Davy opens his bedroom windows and takes a photo. On his happiest days, he opens all the windows in the house, as if … more »
I am a Vancouver-born Asian Canadian and have lived in this city my entire life. While I am a fifth-generation Canadian on my father’s side, and consider myself very “Canadian,” I am also of mixed heritage, which adds complexity rather … more »
Working hard regardless of criticism,
I have succeeded;
Another year has passed by,
I would climb one story higher.
Rest and build up strength,
Will win every war in the business world.
Making big profits with a small capital,
The … more »
Winter rushed in uninvited and unexpected. After one or two cold snaps in early December, the Welland Canal froze over. All ships, big and small, stood docked at the Port Dalhousie piers. Without tourists’ presence and sailors’ laughter, the port … more »
My mother and father would never let me keep a dog, but they let me take care of a bear cub.
The cub had the blackest fur, soft and coarse to the touch. It was about three or four weeks … more »
“I don’t want to say ‘hi’ to people at school,” I said. “What if they don’t say ‘hi’ back to me?”
“Well, when we do nice things, we should do them without expecting anything in return,” said Auntie Guan, looking … more »
your blood goes picnicking at a grave
brooms and burnt paper in hand
4/4/[2000 + 4×4]
At Qīngmíng only the magnolia huā (花)
bloomed munificent white against a grey curb.
Like the first mourner at a mythic funeral
you—little (华)… more »
I picture Jen Lam living a dual existence. By day she’s trapped in a cluttered office cubicle or a windowless law library perusing some obscure statute as a researcher for the Vancouver Association of Chinese Canadians (VACC). She’ll be wearing
The summer before we started Grade 9, my parents let me go to Josie’s house for a birthday sleepover even without her parents home. I’d launched the campaign about a month earlier, and days of arguing and nagging and negotiating … more »
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