Read from Aftershock There came the rain, a rain that stirred up dust and stories, a rain that carried color and weight. The raindrops hit the little girl, and beautiful mud flowers opened one after another on her face. When the mud flowers gradually faded, a clean water droplet that had sat on the girl’s…

Read from A Single Swallow Even after we were out of earshot of the firecrackers, Buffalo walked with me. “Just for a little further, sir. Just a few more steps,” he said, grinning. My enormous pack made him look like a snail. It wasn’t until we reached the sampan that Buffalo finally stopped and returned…

Read from Where Waters Meet Phoenix had shared with George some of what Auntie Mei told her over the phone, the bits and pieces of her mother’s prehistorical existence which had been meticulously shielded from her. A clean slate to be handed over to the virgin memory of an innocent child, that must have been Mother’s plan.…