A man spots a small bundle on the steps of a warehouse that’s been abandoned for years. The bundle moves as he approaches.
According to the note, she’s not even a month old.
The man goes to the police and … more »
A man spots a small bundle on the steps of a warehouse that’s been abandoned for years. The bundle moves as he approaches.
According to the note, she’s not even a month old.
The man goes to the police and … more »
Möbius Strip
We thought my life
was following the same
curves as yours, Mama
but I was slowly
curling into the
T
W
I
S
T
of a möbius strip
and when I finally
straightened I became
the inverse of … 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 »
“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 gift in 1960. Her kerongsang rantai consists of three-linked brooches … more »
Note: December 13th, 2017 marks eighty years since the Nanjing Massacre. “The Pain We Cannot Swallow” is a Chinese Canadian reflection on the play Japanese Problem. It discusses various traumas related to WWII, including Japanese incarceration, the comfort women … more »
-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 him in. If it were a 60-frame action shot, it … more »
on the train i see my grandfather | as a young man
10,247 km of water | seven seats away
looking through his reflection | at darkened mountains and doubled stars
ye ye | but that’s not his name
should … more »
I respected raccoons the same way I respected people with guns. I was not entirely athletic nor did I possess exceptional martial arts ability. Raccoons were synonymous with rabies. I didn’t stand a chance.
My first encounter with raccoons was … more »
In Japan, joyagama happens in the middle of winter, just before the New Year, when the double-layered winter kimono is barely enough to keep the heat tight against your body in a teahouse left open to the elements. But in … more »
Note from the editor: The second selection in our ongoing translated Asian literature series is Jiang Yitan’s Through the Woods, originally published in the September 2013 issue of Mountain Flowers. Translated by R. Orion Martin, Jiang’s story provides … more »