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Vigil

ON THE TWENTY-EIGHTH day of Po Lin’s vigil, her mother opened her eyes and said, ‘Don’t pour that cheap...

Supernova

THE TELESCOPE SAT slightly apart from the clutter of the room – aloof, cool, shaded by a closed curtain....

Man of the people

 ‘IS HE HERE, yet?’ he asked, craning his neck to the left and right.‘Who?’‘The guy, what’s his name?’‘The guy?...

Father, son

LOOKING AT THE mammoth spot-lit ads for chubby babies and running shoes, he feels very far from home. When...

A little life

IT WAS AFTER ten at night when they finally arrived – three men and a woman, faces shining and...

Call me Al

I TAKE MY shoes off at the door, step up and into slippers that are far too small. An...

Black origami birds

IN THE DARKNESS, she counts them off like sheep. Black sheep.And another…And another…And another…Blinded by the night, disorientated by...

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