“Let’s Write Love Letters” by Kim Haeng-Sook
Beneath a circlecut out of the darkness under a stand of light,you too wonder, like a passing dream,if you’ve ever…
Beneath a circlecut out of the darkness under a stand of light,you too wonder, like a passing dream,if you’ve ever…
When he got home he would take out his teeth. Smiling toothlessly into the mirror, he would lay them down…
A body having thrown itself does not rise. What rises is an eagle, an eagle’s eye, and carried in that…
Apartment 502 must be stepping out.The door’s electronic latch and bellcall out as it closes.Apartment 502 must be taking the dog…
On a rainy day, I sheltered a drenched man under my umbrella. From beneath it, he spoke without pausing —…
Why does a boomerang return? Toolfor clubbing and catching,killing in an instant.A returning boomerangis thrown wrong.Boomerangs do not return.They declare…
I don’t love someone who has no shadow.I don’t love someone who doesn’t love shadows.I love someone who has become…
Each year my mother goes to a photo studio.It’s there where my father ages.Where the lines of my mother’s forehead…