Hair and the Tug (of War)
Lesh Karan
The week before International Women’s Day, I inadvertently discover Brandy and her visible moustache. Specifically, a poem about the scene in SLC Punk! where Stevo meets visible-moustache Brandy and falls heart-over-head in love.
Altenbraker Straße
Catherine Huang
Stumbling out of the airport, I recognise the station and the train network, it’s muscle memory for me. I’ve been here twice before, and I can safely say it’s not my first preference of where I’d like to live, but my first real preference is to be with you, so here we are.
Living in Jakarta: Page from my diary
Elina Mark
Then Indonesia shocked me for the first time with its rain. I hid inside a store with some people, waiting for the rain to stop. But after two hours of waiting and the National Museum closing time approaching, I decided to run.
Laila Tastes
Shaan Anoushka Saggar
I am here to get paid, just like you. I am here to make television. The first of my time. The first of my kind.
The chronicle of an arson forseen
Abhimanyu Kumar
The anchor also claimed that Rohingyas were involved in drug-trafficking and prostitution, making his allegations without even an iota of proof.
Local Market in Jakarta
Abu Maha
If there is any advice I can give you, it is to act like the locals in negotiating the best prices at Pasar Minggu.
Ask the sea where my love is
Warsan Weedhsan
The feeling of satisfaction when I walk on wet sand, feel the ocean breeze on my face, and smell the saltiness of the sea. It was an exciting day. Sunny and colorful sky without clouds…
The Hollywood War
Julia Faragher
These movies reveal that in Hollywood, Vietnam is a war. Not a people or a place.
Japs: a disorganised history
Maki Morita
I’m eighteen and the freedom of walking around on the other side of the earth, alone, is hampered by endless konichiwas and nihaos. I AM FROM AUSTRALIA, I repeat like a mantra.
The Runaway Fate
Sade Del
I felt very fragile when I heard my son’s words, he told me: “You are not my father, if you were, you would be here.”
Through a Glass, Darkly
Sharlene Allsopp
Aunty Jane digs around in the depths of the cardboard box until she finds the photo she is looking for. It is the first time I have seen my great grandfather as he was then.
Homesick: Taiwan
Yu-Ying Chuang
I find the bucket of multi-grain rice my mom had premixed before she flew back. When she was diagnosed with breast cancer, her doctor suggested she adopt a high-fibre, low in fat and protein diet. Her regime of ‘eating healthy’ extended to care for our health too. Multi-grain rice is one of many healthy legacies that persists on our dinner plates since. Other debuts included seaweed, chickpea, burdock ... the selection is now referred to as ‘pigeon foods’ whenever us siblings remember that appalling phase in childhood.