Black chicken soup
Justina Lim
A short story by Justina Lim.
A short story by Justina Lim.
A short story by Lia Tjokro.
Some ghosts aren’t vengeful spectres waiting to shock or scare in the night. Even so, it might still be unbearable to think of them.
Gossip spreads in a Pakistani neighbourhood after a couple’s daughter elopes with a man late at night.
What if politicians had to be confronted with all the words they’d threaded into false promises?
A short story by Ayesha Khan
When rising sea levels threaten to submerge the gravesite of his father, a young man is forced to return to his hometown and confront the dilemma between honouring his father’s dying wishes or to give in to nature.
“Einstein saw space and time as an intrinsically linked existence: how the passing of time is relative to the space we inhabit, which is to say, how we find meaning in our lives depends greatly on where we stand.”
A short story by Lý Văn Sâm, translated from Vietnamese by Ryan Nelson and Khanh Hoa Le.
A piece of flash fiction by Linda Collins and Noelle Q. de Jesus. Commissioned as part of a collaboration between RMIT’s nonfiction/lab and Mekong Review.
A short story by Marbin Gesher Jay S. Deniega.
A short story by Damhuri Muhammad
A short story by Aditya Narayan Sharma
A short story by Ngan Nguyen
A short story by Katrina Yu.
A short story by Akiya, translated by Adriana Nordin Manan.
A short story by Kathrina Mohd Daud.
A short story by Calvin Godfrey
A short story by Eliane Boey
A short story
A short story by Shih-Li Kow
A short story by Vikram Kapur
A short story by the author of The Sorrow of War
A short story by Wong Yi
A short story by Andrew Lam
A new short story from the author of Evening Is the Whole Day
The dictator with a peculiar condition
A short story from Avianti Armand
Fiction: On the eve of Malaysia’s general election, Mahathir visits Anwar in hospital.
As Malee jumped down from the tuk-tuk she felt the clamour all around her …
Noir is a genre of fiction that delivers so little
I would forever remember Dan’s silence. Silently loving me. Silent before my family’s insults and dissuasion.