By Chung Yu Kwok The show must go on. That was what he had always taught them, through every bruise and fall. The numbers never mattered...

By Chung Yu Kwok “Should anyone present know of any reason that this couple should not be joined in holy matrimony, speak now or forever...

By Chung Yu Kwok Perfection is not an impossibility. No matter which angle you examine her from, what criteria you judge her with, she...

By Chung Yu Kwok I babysit a little monster in my basement. It’s green, with shaggy fur, a bit like grass but paler (if grass were more...

By Ash Zhang “Green, My favourite colour is green.” “What shade?” My favourite shade of green was a little darker than the first coming...

By Chung Yu Kwok Turquoise, cerulean, azure. She breezes through each hue, pushes past each rack of coloured clothing. She has always...

Atop the stained mahogany surface of a wooden table sat a half-empty teacup, the brownish liquid inside quickly losing its steam as its...