Short Story ID- 8/2015 Her little shoes were bright red in the warm sunlight. They were the only part of her clothing which looked clean and new. Her green and white dress was ragged, and some of the jade beads…
The old man wasn’t much to look at. Sure he didn’t look his age. He appeared to be in his late fifties though I’d guess he was definitely a decade older than that. No head-turner, that’s for sure. Not with…
Short story selected for the 2014 New Asian Writing Short Story Anthology Once upon a time there was a red-shirt boy and a yellow-shirt girl. The boy wore the same red shirt every day. It was made of cotton and…
Phoenix Music Center in collaboration with Keerapat International School is presenting the musical “B to B: Broadway to Bangkok” which will be held between October 13-14, 2012. The show will start at 6 p.m. in the Auditorium of Keerapat International…
Below you can read a fragment from Chapter 1 from Peter Montalbano’s future book, ‘The Lover with a Thousand Faces.’ September 2009/2552 Where once upon a time had stood sturdy houses on stilts, tall coconut palms, an orchard of cashews,…
While on an off-road trek in Karen hill tribe lands on Doi Inthanon in Thailand’s northern Chiang Mai province, I came across a remarkable young poet. After five hours of traversing difficult terrain during the rainy season with my guide,…
BANGKOK — The Kingdom’s most notorious serial killer used to cook and eat the organs of his victims, mostly children. I was on my way to have a look at him. He was in the Museum of Forensic Science which…
Blue eyes I’m walking along the chaotic road after my visit to a temple, feeling as if I’ve really played a part in Thai culture. So many Westerners in Bangkok, they only come here for – you know. You walk…
Short story selected for the 2011 New Asian Writing Short Story Anthology He noticed he could look at people and form a story about each of them, without ever really having a clue what or who they were. He started…
Short story selected for the 2011 New Asian Writing Short Story Anthology Bangkok, April 7, 1893 A blanket of rain fell to the earth, pouring from the roof of the teakwood house, forming waterfalls that cascaded to the floor below…
Short story selected for the 2011 New Asian Writing Short Story Anthology Mr. Cheng was having a leisurely breakfast, as he did every morning of the week. He had finished his eggs and bacon and was now sipping hot, black…
Short story selected for the 2011 New Asian Writing Short Story Anthology “These little jobs from Khun Pairote have been getting worse and worse, Pon. If my wife weren’t pregnant, I would’ve turned this one down. Where’d Pairote say he…