A puppy

A puppy

The weather in March was quite unpredictable. Out of the blue, it began raining with a cold wind on a previously calm day. An old woman was looking for a pair of pants for her grandson. This weather was a cold snap and she felt her joints ache.  (Mar 12, 2017)


Chin Khe mountain range

  Mar 19, 2017
Around when I decided to close Chin Khe Farm for repairs was when the ill-fated tourist came. She told me while pointing towards the highway that she and her friends had been in an accident. Her friends had left for home, but she decided come to this mountain valley.  

Red Sun flower

  Jan 15, 2017
Many young people like red sun flowers, not just because they are beautiful or because of their “lethal” bright colour.  

The wall of dreams

  Jan 08, 2017
On a Saturday morning, during a visit to my friend in the local cancer hospital, I stood confused in front of the pictures drawn on a wall under the stairs on the ground floor.  

The Separation

  Jan 01, 2017
“Luckily, only two people are missing after the terrible flooding,” said Loan’s husband as he closed his laptop.  

The man and his shadow

  Dec 25, 2016
Liquor was burning inside him while outside the sun was burning his head. His tousled hair smelled burned, as if it was on fire. His shoeless feet were scorching on the burning concrete. But he looked every inch the robust builder. 

Those lonely elderly people

  Dec 11, 2016
There were garden houses nestled in a quiet and lovely area, far from the noisy district filled with shops. On the corner of the road there was a small patch of land with three tiny houses.  

The paternal aunt

  Dec 04, 2016
When the ashes of Mrs Thung’s elder sister-in- law reached Dong Mo commune it was already two in the morning.  

A season of tiny crabs

  Nov 27, 2016
It was twilight. In the sky, there were only some thin light-yellow wisps of cloud. It was the end of autumn, with chilly breezes coming in fits and starts. The sound of waves breaking on the shore conjured up old memories of holidaymakers sunbathing on the beach.  

The fate of a woman

  Nov 13, 2016
The house with four compartments had only one door, so it looked pitch dark inside while it was still bright outside. It was even darker in the room where Mui and her baby son were lying.  

The coloured cotton threads

  Nov 06, 2016
Di and her husband were like two coloured cotton threads spun together forming one piece of cloth. When another colour was added, it mixed things up. Similarly, another young woman in her nest would damage it. Worse, it would make her redundant.  

The awaiting wharf

  Oct 29, 2016
Tu deliberately put a flowerpot close to the veranda wall then slowly walked to the front courtyard. In the dim light of late afternoon, he looked a bit smaller.  

The fatal lock of hair

  Oct 23, 2016
“We’d better not see each other anymore,” Dung said to Cuong, her boyfriend. “But it isn’t goodbye for good. Just a temporary separation. Whenever, we need each other, we’ll come together again,” she said.  

A memorable bus trip

  Oct 16, 2016
I had not taken a bus on holiday for a long time. Taking a bus on holiday is hell, but I had no other option. 

The missing guitar string

  Oct 08, 2016
My maternal grandson was learning singing in school. After he heard his female teacher singing the song ‘Siboney’, he tried mumbling the tune all the way home from school.