“Grey Days” by Renee Melchert Thorpe
Grey Daysby Renee Melchert Thorpe Rashed and raw Hong Kong,I heave a grey day sigh.Out there: Dense, low figmentsclamp the city, misting the favouredand the forgotten, any and all. This secret rooftop escape is a good placeto look down on the fog,while at the same time,this rough brick, resisting old paint, makes it a rushtoContinue reading ““Grey Days” by Renee Melchert Thorpe”
“Walk Through” by Mok Pik Ying
Walk Throughby Mok Pik Ying Someone I know is dying, Someone I know got arrested. Someone I know moved to a foreign country, and I know they will never come back. I see the smiles on our faces are gone and we might suffer an endless nightmare. As an art student, I often wonder whatContinue reading ““Walk Through” by Mok Pik Ying”
“I Am A Hongkonger” by Jennifer Anne Eagleton
I Am A Hongkongerby Jennifer Anne Eagleton Beep, beep… Here’s the fax. Does it say I have the job? Yes, it does. You do have the job. It was June 1997. I saw a job advertisement on the noticeboard of the Department of Chinese Studies at the University of Sydney. It was for an editorialContinue reading ““I Am A Hongkonger” by Jennifer Anne Eagleton”
