The coffin fell apart.
There was the sound of decayed wood crumbling, and a cloud of smoke surged out, like water vapour from a hot steamer.

Yan Lianke / Carlos Rojas

Xu Xi


Xu Xi is a native of Hong Kong, and though she now calls many continents home, her writing is still firmly rooted in her birthplace. Her work is often held up as a model of literature's ability to explore and expand the role of place in identity. Her website is here


Original Works

Novels (1)