I am trying to imagine my new life when I am returned to the place of my parents’ birth.

그때 그 상황에 헌병들이 하는 말이 모두 쏼라쏼라 들렸다. | The English words of the police fell senselessly to the ground.

Now it’s raining and I’m sixteen and unlicensed.

An open call for criticism pitches

There are few men who will communicate with you in all the languages you know.

“Ringu (1998)” and “Everything Everywhere All at Once (2022)”

their oceanic smell that screams where they come from instead of where they are carried to

Kids Bolo brings Urdu to families living in the West.

With a bottle full of chicken blood, she bathed the Lieutenant in red, from head to toe.

God I loved every one of those pigs we ate.

Juyon Lee’s work plays with light and distance.

you choose to put yourself beneath its flag

What do return narratives tell us about a changing world? As China has risen to economic power, a trend in Chinese American literature has emerged.

I once lost my name in a pyre

As my math grades plummeted, my interest in trombone records skyrocketed

I have built my new tongue from old corpses.

As if it were instinct, you held tightly
to a slim bar of sunlight

I could make it alone
but I don’t want to.

Turns out it, too, wanted
to know more than what the body can do.

when i called him a callas lover ` of coz i meant careless