Crafting stories shaped by the spirit of the son of Kawthoolei. 

by Poe Kaw Moo I am from Thatland. Was born in Thatland. But not Thai. If you start asking how to say a simple hello and hi in Thai, I can do that. That’s it. That’s all. Was born in Thatland, not the part of Thatland you assume—a dream vacation place? Meh. I was born poor. I am poor. Poor in the countryside, where the neighboring birds wouldn’t mind waking you up in the middle of the night, like 5 in the morning; by then, the eyes should still be shut here in the States. Thi

I remember when I was young, I used to tell stories to my friends. The idea was a very short, amusing story with a twist. I don’t know who started it, but the stories go something like this: Once upon a time, there was a great king, and one day the king took a dump, and the king’s poop was as small as a spoon—the end. လၢပျၢၤလၢကစၢၤန့ၣ်နီၣ်, ကကၠီပၤအီၣ်ဝဲဒၣ်တၢဂၤ, ကစီၤပၤတဂၤန့ၣ်, ဘၣ်တနံၤန့ၣ်နီၣ်, ကစီၤပၤလဲၤအ့ၣ်ဆါ, ဒီး, ကစီၤပၤအ့ၣ်ဆါၦဲၤဒ်သိးနီၣ်တၢၤတၢဘျံး—ကတၢၢ်. Note: Apologies for my

by Poe Kaw Moo Paw Wah Htoo Ler Lah Say Law Eh Gay Htee Hser Mu Kaw Ta Moo Mue Kay Tall Khu Su Baw Doh Dah Aye Lay Bow Poe Dee Ner Dae Soe Naw Ku Pu Day May Si Tay Thee Ma Cha Dar Zaw Oo Pah Klo Koh Thar Lu Tha Nee Hta Thay Blut Nay Kee Din Bor Boo Nu Chet Mya Win Wee Lee Ba U Kyaw Di Weh Wa Meh Tah Taw Yaw Yay Kyar Kwe Reh Oh Loo Way Pwo Pha Nah Tar Za Htwe Kler Ser Hsa Hla Ne Daw Chit Cho Boh Gyaw Qua Maw Ka Bwe Doo Aung Pee Ri Mae Mee Zi Ni Tu Tee The characters, thoughts,