by admin | Mar 5, 2020 | Not A Chicklit
By Linda Christanty I want to see the lighthouse—something I’ve dreamt of doing for a long time. I mention it to her, speaking the way an archaeologist would when spreading out a map of an ancient site and pointing out the location of the dig. I’ve failed in many...
by admin | Mar 5, 2020 | Not A Chicklit
By Lily Yulianti Farid “Brokenhearted again, Rei?” “What about you, Rie? And when they simultaneously cried, “Yes, the search goes on!” they also immediately agreed, as was their tradition, to celebrate with a bowl or two of nyuknyang.* (1:15 pm on Rei’s watch) Rie...
by admin | Mar 5, 2020 | Not A Chicklit
By Lan Fang “Good morning, Mrs. Lan Fang! Your baby’s so beautiful,” said the nurse as she came in pushing the glass bassinette for newborns and placed it next to me. “If you’re feeling more comfortable would you like to feed the baby?” she said as she opened the...
by admin | Mar 5, 2020 | Not A Chicklit
By Intan Paramaditha When I was little, my mother used to tell me stories about a ghost woman who lived in our attic. The stories scared me half to death, and I’d bury my head under my pillow at night. Even so, nothing spurred my fantasies more than these mysterious...
by admin | Mar 5, 2020 | Not A Chicklit
By Ida Ahdiah Just as she had last night and all the previous nights, Saleha left her apartment at 10 pm. It was snowing heavily and a strong wind was blowing. According to the weather forecast there was going to be a snowstorm with forty centimeters of snow falling...
by admin | Mar 5, 2020 | Not A Chicklit
By Dyah Merta My name is Nieh. The lonely stillness of this island has filled my entire life. The Simeulue estuary. I grew up with a boy deserted by a man whose features I no longer remember. I believe his life-breath has long since been silenced in the roar of waves....
