Fiction | Anis Shivani

The strongest man on the job fell and hurt his back, and ended up in hospital for weeks, abandoning a lovely young wife to temptation and scandal. Things were never the same for Hafiz, the innocent bystander – not at the godown, not anywhere else.

Poetry | Lady Flor N. Partosa

the walls of your bedroom are thin

and they cry every night

Poetry | Alexis Marie

I never laughed, being bashful.

Lowering my head, I looked at the wall.

Non-fiction | Fan Dai

‘I won’t blame you if you look for a lover,’ I said tentatively.


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In this Issue

Non-fiction | ALR Staff


For a taste of what's in this issue, scroll down to visit Jeremy Tiang's Beijing Hospital, explore The Sinking City with Bill Tarrant and sample the poetry of Imtiaz Dharker and Song Lin.

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Non-fiction | ALR Staff


Whether Sheep, Goat or Ram, it is that year. Because the yang in the Chinese zodiac could refer to any of these animals, precisely which of them is being represented is a topic of debate in the English-speaking world. In any event, those who follow the Chinese calendar consider a defining characteristic of the year to be mild manners – sheepishness, so to speak. It’s been widely reported that mothers across China chose to deliver their babies in the last days of the Year of the Horse, with all its auspicious associations, rather than risk giving birth to a meek and vulnerable lamb.  More...

Fiction | Jeremy Tiang


When Doctor’s words confound Sophia’s patchy Mandarin, she says, Pardon, but he just grows unhelpfully louder. Finally she begs, Wait, wait, and dials a number. As the phone rings, she imagines the aunt’s ungainly progress through the apartment’s camphor-scented air, catching her knee on the rosewood armchair, swearing in pungent bursts.

A click and muffled thud as the aunt pulls at the cord and demands, breathlessly, Yes?  More...




Video | Jang Jin-sung

At Poetry Parnassus.

Jang Jin-sung is a North Korean defector, and...

Video | Liu Xiaobo

The Nobel laureate's love poem to his wife.

You Wait For Me With Dust was first published in the Asia Literary Review in...



‘There are more poets than stray dogs in this country,’ Thitsar Ni, a leader of a Burmese poetic pack was heard to lament at a Yangon teashop. Burma/Myanmar, with its diverse literary and oral traditions, should not surprise you if it brags the highest density on earth of poets per square mile.