Jan
2009 11
2009 11
Interview with Nam Le
Nam Le's first anthology of short stories "The Boat" has met with critical and commercial success internationally. Peril was lucky enough to catch him on the run...
Jan
2009 11
2009 11
Pho Dog Fuss
The installation Pho Dog provoked a reaction from the Vietnamese Community Association in Western Australia...
Jan
2009 11
2009 11
Editorial
Passing, Failing - Interviews with Nam Le and Mai Long, and a variety of short prose pieces and poetry in response to the theme. We invite people to comment on our commentary with their views...
Jan
2009 11
2009 11
Passing as an Asian
I spent the first fifteen years of my life trying to ignore the fact that I am Asian. Ironic, considering I was born and raised on the small island of Hong Kong and its population of 6 million other Asians...
Jan
2009 11
2009 11
Cultural representation and cultural violence in the Jammed
The Jammed is a political film that attempts to represent Australia's modern ‘subalterns’, the voiceless and exploited women 'jammed' between global capitalism's voracious hunger for human lives, and the borders which govern them...
Jan
2009 11
2009 11
Falling, failing, falling
Falling failing falling. Failing used to mean: failing an assignment, an exam, a subject. Falling behind. Failing chemistry: no matter how hard I tried – I never achieved more than a C. Not an F, but it may as well have been. My dad wanted to go and speak with my Chemistry teacher and ‘sort ...
Jan
2009 11
2009 11
Perfumed Lotuses, Dirt and Daffodils
According to Ba, my biological imperative is to marry and have children. I was dozing before this, but his words shake me up. His voice travels far: he and Ma are having their morning conversation with condensed-milk coffee at the back of the house while I’m in the front, but it sounds like he’s shouting ...
Jan
2009 11
2009 11
Ongoing
gone she is a million billion scattered atoms each complete unto itself and I am at peace...
Jan
2009 11
2009 11
Birthright
Slicing the knot of the ancestors Diving through the heavens He came. Headfirst, warm-wet, amphibian, He slithered into the light Sleek with both our blood...
Jan
2009 11
2009 11
The festival of colour aerates
The festival of colour aerates I wear my attire, original, personal air the melody , small bells tinkle music reverberates flow of my village stream, melody of cuckoo unite scars of colour in body parts a new sensation, thousand hearts wave Life greets A niche to a perfect living...
