by Lian-Hee Wee It is important for us to hear firsthand from the poet, and this should not require explanation. Poetry reaches deep into the writer’s soul to find expressionsContinue readingLiberating English Poetry

by Gino P. Paradela   Harvest season draws near the fiesta band,  the kumbira lines, the busy streets; the sleepy town awakes.   The dancing school teacher flaunts a tiara onContinue readingHarvest Season

by Ang Kia Yee   eh, I’m here. can hear anot? my feet make a lot of sound. sorry lah. inside there okay anot? hot not? nah—got flowers. chrysanthemum. got pu’erContinue readingSit Awhile

by Aiden Heung   The email comes silently As if Afraid of unnecessary notice from strange eyes. The attached drawing, Draft of a restaurant interior, Surface-painted with the color Of enduraContinue readingPrice Quote

by Pitambar Naik   Her absence is glued with carbon nucleic acid a kind of viciousness in centipedes’ perjury that’s almost macabre even from a hundred kilometers in the date palm’sContinue readingAbsence

by Miguel Santos    it was an empty library shivering in the cold air and under your colder stare i had flashcards in my hand filled with words i could notContinue readingYardstick Lessons

by Jan Franz O. Macaso   this world is a horror story, when the news comes out where will you be? these shoes worn by people only differ in sizes yetContinue readingA Horror Story

by Theresia Pratiwi    Corpus 1. Place: pops-a-dent repairs. Duration: three weeks. Location: Jakarta. Attachment: pictures of the fronts of the repairs. “Subhan Ketok Megic” “Ketok Magic Ashari: Providing Care forContinue readingCorpora

by Janette Tolentino    when we were babies our mommies chewed the hard parts for us before we learned to chew them ourselves and when we did, we chewed and chewedContinue readingMother, Chew

by May Chong    is yellow outside white inside slippery all over. no can speak of normality in the east expanse, fortune, tide and/or guests. has roots but the wrong kind.Continue readingBa Na Na

by Aparna Pathak    Mother sits on the rope cot in the veranda, amid the rows of basil and henna, under the shade of mango tree; I have seen the treeContinue readingKnitting

by Carla Nicoyco    When the ground trembles let it be known that the sugarcane trucks are marching. Your house near the highway has always been witness to their arrival. WhenContinue readingUntitled

by Ng Kum Hoon    What You sure there’s nothing left to keep to cure to curse I choped you a place on earth Stop saying you got somewhere else inContinue readingDysfunctional Epiphany

by Faye Ng Yu Ci    my grandmother’s hands are contoured, bird-like, small. her fingers meet mine halfway when we overlie palms, the depressed ridges of her bones palpable as IContinue readingHands

by Julius Denido Bulahan    The light up the post hovers Over the overflowing gutter wherein a toad leapt. As the fireflies snore deeply A couple of serpents entangle right nextContinue readingThe Toad Within The Alleyway of San Miguel

by Angela Casauay    If my mind was a coconut, it would be stuck underneath a sidewalk cart waiting to be peeled off to work, car tires flat- lining towards a vulcanizingContinue readingHighway Nosebleed

by Ralph Fonte    Sayang [1], hindi sayang sa atin ang pagsinta kahit [2] saya rindu kamu [3] because hearing Bahasa—language shall we say from where: Nusantara, Malaya, your breath—I rememberContinue readingBahasa