By Allan Popa / Translation by Bernard Capinpin
There will be days when you’ll shed tears / over breakfast, dipping / the bread into coffee / like when you were a child / because who could’ve imagined / it possible still.
Read moreTwo Poems by Isla McKetta
Child of Reagan, what if the Russian boogeyman / is my blood?
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Making Myths: An Interview with Charlotte Mui
“Mythology is a veil I use to cloud my modes of expression in.”
Read moreTwo Poems by Tse Hao Guang
when I grow up I will be God / of Cooking, grow / up will be Saint of Gambling / be Tricks Expert, tough
Read moreBopomofo Practice: Two Translations
By Lin Yi / Translation by May Huang
ㄅ is but, ㄅ falls lightly / you say but no, but you can’t read / but ㄅㄆ is bravely practicing / bravely practicing words that look like snakes
Read moreHong Kong Science
By Elizabeth Hay
Science gives some of us clear and logical explanations for phenomena that superficially appear to be chaotic. We calmly list the molecules and products, and balance equations; “energy” is not scary if we can predict and measure it.
Read moreApologia of the Besieged City
By Nicholas Wong
Some people love like they believe the romantic / folklore about the moon, but they love too literally / from inside a spacesuit.
Read moreLandscapes, Hong Kong
November 2020
By Tammy Lai-Ming Ho
My mother’s eyes are dry but tears / sometimes find their way there. / The woman selling dead seafood keeps / wetting the lobsters with ice water / near the shore where tourists cheer and wave.
Read moreLunch Special
By Mimi Wong
On screen, a woman dressed as a nurse hooked up a heart monitor to a man wearing only swim trunks. Meanwhile, another woman, this one in a string bikini, performed a lap dance. A male host announced that the man’s heart rate had jumped from 96 to 120.
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