The man and his shadow

The man and his shadow

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. (Dec 25, 2016)


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.  

A nest of woodpeckers

  Oct 02, 2016
Teacher Minh had a fever. The first day his voice cracked, but he still was able to teach.  

Truth-measuring gauge

  Sep 17, 2016
This is the “software to measure truth”, integrated in a mobile phone that can record sounds and images, run by the operating system Ohhmimich, invented by a computer student named Ty.  

Acrazy man called Bum

  Sep 11, 2016
Nobody knew his real name, his age or even the reason why he went half crazy. Nobody took heed of that crazy guy. But his appearance made people around take interest in him.  

Mum’s ultimate suffering

  Aug 28, 2016
I did not know why my mother, among my maternal Grannie’s daughters-in-law, was the most hated. To an 8-year-old boy like me, family conflicts were beyond my awareness. The old woman was always nagging at my poor mother, my father only objected to her slightly, “Enough already, Mum!”  

The debt of deep affection

  Aug 14, 2016
Life seemed a very thick book whose pages could be turned over and over for hours. So did the affection between humans. It was similar to a debt that none of us might climb out of.  

A pair of tufted bulbuls

  Aug 06, 2016
Walking out of the forest, Pu put his newly-gathered bundle of firewood on the ground and sat down on a big rock. 

Tolerance means everything

  Jul 31, 2016
“Trang, come with me to a pretty distant place! I’ve got something to do there!” Tu said suddenly after phoning Trang. 

Long live fellow combatants

  Jul 24, 2016
The house gate was covered with entangled climbing plants. Thickets of red morning glory flowers climbed up the trellis fence. Sitting in a wheelchair, he smiled at her limping towards him. 

Up to the mountain, down to the sea

  Jul 16, 2016
I frequently recalled the special stories, told by the old woman in a peculiar voice, about her imaginary journeys up to the mountain and down to the sea, which I guessed she had often seen in her dreams. 

The debt collector

  Jul 09, 2016
Ruffians with their tattooed bodies are hired to claim debts for the creditor. They look terrible at first sight, yet when they face the police, they could testify right away the person who hired them to do it.