The Invisible Hands
"Grandmother Zuya, who stacked your firewood so neatly overnight?" November 4th, light snow. Aunt...
"Grandmother Zuya, who stacked your firewood so neatly overnight?" November 4th, light snow. Aunt...
Let me start with a big number: more than a million lives. Don't worry—this isn't bad news. Quite...
"Mama, who is that woman?" I was twelve that year. Beneath the great banyan at the village gate,...
The snow arrived at the station ahead of them. Before dawn, the plaza of Brussels-Midi had turned...
Mr. Emilio: As I take up my pen, it is as if we were face to face. "Come in, child. The lamp is...
【One】The Knock "Hello there! I'm Doris—I live in the blue house next door!" The woman at the doo...
Old Song kept thinking back to that evening in the twelfth month, two years ago. The sky had gone...
At the end of the street stood a mulberry tree—the only one on the whole street, older than Lin Bo...
The package arrived on a day when you were racing to finish the ending of a love story. A kraft p...
Just past the autumn equinox, the millet in the mountains ripened. Vuvu gathered the last ear of...
September 12, Sunny Tonight, you pressed a train ticket flat under your desk lamp. Hard seat...
Later, Li Chunsheng often thought about that incandescent bulb hanging over the bike repair stall—...
In the inner pocket of his coat, Cheng Yu always kept one slot for a pack of tissues. The habit wa...
The first exam question of the adult world: what sound is the most terrifying? Su Xiaoman's answe...
In the refugee camp, morning woke before the desert did. Before the sky had fully brightened, a li...
When the red light on the recorder came on, Vera was pouring the second round of water into the te...
She was writing her name again. Fereshteh. The pen hovered above the paper, above the three chara...
On the windowsill sits a glass jar, and inside it, an avocado pit soaks in water. Three toothpick...
One "The interior of Africa is a blank on the map. Grey, if you go, you won't even leave your nam...
You've carried plenty of boxes in your life. Boxes of shoes, boxes of screws, boxes of Christmas t...
The people of this city have an old habit: when they pass the fountain, they toss a coin into the...
What is home? The day she received that piece of paper, Mireille asked herself this question in e...
The red dirt road in the dry season was like a river run aground. Mara walked it with her medicine...
April 12, 1963 — Clear skies The ship docked. You stood at the top of the gangway for a long time...
Stay on one more stop, Cheng Wan thought. Ride to the last stop, and maybe by then it will be ligh...
It wasn't until the seventh day after Father Li's passing that anyone thought to open the old leat...
The mist hasn't lifted yet when you arrive at the edge of the field. You are seventy-nine this ye...
"Appendix surgery—how much does it cost where you are?" Ohio. A small diner, a January afternoon,...
The rain had just stopped. When Raymond bent down to pick up the backpack, the motion was exactly...
On the morning of White Dew, Jian Qiu pushed aside her half-written speech. The first page held o...
One There's a steel plate in my leg, and on cloudy days it predicts the weather better than th...
To be honest, the night I was assigned the escort duty, I dug out my old English textbook and stud...
Monday, July 19th, Sunny As I taped up the seventh box, the utility knife nicked a small cut...
Before dawn, the small boat at the back door of the Zhu household slipped its moorings. A boatman...
You crouch down and scoop up a handful of seawater. The water drains through your fingers, leavin...
Drying fish must be done with the sun. Before dawn had fully broken, I carried the bamboo racks out...
March 9 You've counted them: thirty-six boarding gates in the departure hall of Kuala Lumpur Inter...
The badge was metal, pinned to his chest. Through the thin formal jacket, it felt cold as a sh...
Uncle An slid down from the ladder, stumbling a bit as he landed, a new light bulb still clutched i...
The moment my left leg jammed into the pedal, rain began to fall over Milan. I broke my left leg t...
June the ninth, before dawn had fully broken. Fog climbed up from the valley floor, swallowing the...
Carrots, onions, cooking oil. The sounds these three things made in an iron wok—I had lived in Tan...
On a late-September morning, a faint chill already hung over the Guangfu Road intersection. My ric...
"Sir, did we just miss the turn?" Jiang Ye asked twice. The first time, the man in the driver's s...
When the knock came, it was deep in the night of the eleventh day. Two raps, very soft, like an o...
April 12, 2000 — Windy When I opened the door this morning, the window paper was rattling in...
At first light, just as the blood donation station in Keqiao opened its doors, I did what I always...
"No one fires." The Commander pressed down on Shuisheng's gun barrel. "If they curse at us, don't...
"Dr. Shen! The satellite phone schedule is out—you're on for eight tomorrow night. It's Mother's D...
September wind blew through the bridge arch, carrying the smell of water. Below the old temple's s...
Before dawn had fully broken, the fog at the river mouth crept along the paddy fields. Musa steppe...
November 12, Night, Beside the National Highway "Bhai! Bhai! Can you hear me?" That shout is...
Rain near the equator keeps no schedule; it comes whenever it pleases. Drops struck the banana lea...
"Lights out." From the darkness, someone called it out—a small announcement of dusk for the whole...
I At two in the morning, in a cath lab in Xiamen, only the low hum of machines remained. Lin Any...
The waves of the Indian Ocean are white, like medicated cotton. I never understood that saying be...
The year Qin An turned ten, he sank once in the Liu River. He had been wading the shallows, feeli...
In Niamey, during the dry season, dawn comes crisp and clean. As soon as the sun rises, the fine d...
There are things one cannot forget—and need not. Gu Songnian is eighty-eight years old. The name...
One I can't swim. Yet that morning, before the sky had fully lightened, I jumped into the Aj...
September the seventh, nine in the morning. "Somebody's fallen!" "God—blood, so much blood!" "...
Your hand reached out before your thought did. On the crosswalk, the red light still had a dozen...
The letter paper was old-fashioned grid manuscript paper—green squares, three hundred squares to...
There is a debt you have carried for ten years, never daring to put pen to paper. Eleven at nigh...
What were they really after? When you asked yourself that question, you had already been sitting...
Before I started writing, I sat in my rented apartment for half an hour. It was eleven at night,...
"Son, when that rocket flies so high, can you see it up in the sky over Lake Yihai?" The first t...
In this life, every man must acknowledge one debt. Shen Shuisheng never said this aloud to anyon...
Before dawn, the first hammer blow of the day would fall on Black Rock Cliff. At first I thought...
To send, or not to send? Anand had asked himself this question a thousand times. And a thousand...
The September wind was still soft, slipping in through the blue-and-white cuffs of my sleeves, f...
The September pond was an old mirror dusted over with grey. When the wind passed, wrinkles spre...
A wooden stool, four legs, the middle of its seat worn pale. It has stood at the door of the sho...
The headlight reached only a dozen meters ahead. You rode at the front, slowing, slowing furthe...
Master He Fan: This afternoon I passed the convenience store at the entrance to my complex. The...
"Yaomei'er, yao de." Whenever you think of your mother, it always begins with these three words. N...
Work the night shift long enough and you come down with a condition: watching people. Now, you'd c...
July 29 Year by year, Uncle Shen's memory was going—whatever his daughter told him one moment...
I "Why won't somebody help him up?" "Don't—don't touch him. What if—" The words were barely out w...
September comes early to the water town. Daylight leaks through the gaps between dark tiles and set...
"We've wanted to thank you in person all this time. This hug—we've waited more than forty days for...
Just how heavy is a two-month-old baby? It was a question Chen Yu measured out at three in the mor...
In the small hours of the night, Xu Qinghe lay with her eyes open. Not that she didn't want to sle...
Many years later, Xiaohe would likely still remember that September morning — the fifty jin of lugg...
The year I turned eight, I came down with a burning fever that had me raving. Mother was out in the...
Eleven times. Someone else did the counting for you. At the ceremony, when the host read the numbe...
I. Rain Past fifty, I often can't tell which things I actually saw, and which were told to me by others and then completed, stroke by stroke, in...
"Sir, could you wait for me a moment? One stick of incense." One stick of incense. City folk stopped saying those words long ago. The speaker was...
【I · Two Thousand Three Hundred Steps Short】 Two thousand three hundred steps to go. Eleven forty at night. Shen Yiwei sat on the edge of her bed...
1 Nianhe smelled it before anything else. On the thirtieth floor of an office tower, the central air conditioning never stopped. She opened the...
The moment the peel broke open, the fragrance burst out. You stood in the kitchen holding the orange, and for a long while you didn't move. First d...
I. A Wager at the Docks Jorge first saw the Eastern boy on an evening in late June. The sun was dropping into the sea, burning the mouth of the...
One — Sunday, July 18 The suitcase had stood in the corner for three days. Its zipper was half open, revealing a pair of white sneakers still s...
You once saved a person. To this day, you don't know it. That person is me. Ten years. This sentence has sat in my heart for ten years, growing h...
I The notice freshly pasted up inside the South Gate, the paste still not dry, already had a crowd gathered beneath it. "Ten days from now, th...
One A coin's life in Nairobi is often more twisting than a person's. First it lay in the change box of a matatu—one of those minibuses painted...
"Kagiso, do cheetahs grieve?" Cheng Lan asked me this just at daybreak, while the dew on the grass was still too sleepy to wake. She was standing a...
Half past four in the morning, and the rain is walking across the tin roof, footsteps thin and dense, like someone sifting rice far, far away. You...
One. The Plastic Sheeting The wind rose at dusk, and the plastic sheeting began to slap and slap against the tent. The moment Tamar heard that...
I In the winter of 1974, the fog climbed the North Mountain before the people did. When Guo Wangshan came up the mountain with his bedroll on hi...
"Your name—what does it mean?" The teacher asked this from the front of the classroom, chalk dust still on her fingers. Seven-year-old Fereshteh st...
I. The Knock at the Door The pills are white, the water is warm. Three times a day, four pills each time—I've counted for six years, more meticu...
"Man-meizi, the tea's hot. Don't rush it." Teacher Zhou Shenxing lifted a tin box down from the top of the chest of drawers. Its green paint was fl...
"Uncle Murugan, is this the cart? This one exactly?" The microphone was held up to my ear, the camera's red light glowing. Everyone waiting at the...
1. "We're Delivering Light" In the dry season, the baobab trees stand like gray towers. Legend has it that they were planted upside down—roots t...
I. White Chrysanthemums The white chrysanthemums are always laid out before dawn. The hillside stands at the edge of Yokohama, where Kuboyama l...
Prologue That letter bumped along the sand ridges for more than four months before it finally reached Jingkouzi. In April 2001, the postman Lei...
I On a foggy morning in October, I was pulling barnyard grass from my seedbed. The fog had drifted over from the pond at the east end of the vi...
I The pinewood torch had burned down to half. Amo pressed it into the ashes, the fire sank, and the room darkened to a circle of red. Three chi...
I Autumn comes late in Yunfu; even in October the sun still bites. When Ah-Ha set that bamboo stool outside her shop door, she had no such meani...
I July 14th. Clear skies. Altitude: 4,200 meters. At half past eleven at night, our convoy was hopelessly lost in the Kunlun Mountains. My name...