Category Archives: Chang Tina

Empress Dowager Boogies by Tina Chang

Last night I found my face below the water in my cupped hands. The mask made of copper and bone criss-crossing to make a smirk, a false glamour, a plated glaze. I unwound myself from the heavy machinery of my … Continue reading

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Love by Tina Chang

I am haunted by how much our mothers do not know. How a republic falls because of its backhanded deals, stairwell secrets. My mother does not know I am lying with a man who is darker than me, that we … Continue reading

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