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“Fifty” by Lee Yeong-Gwang
It’s been a blur, vague like the names of characters I can’t quite rememberfrom a Russian novel I’ve read,but I am fifty. Disorienting, like an old sexual desire which eats Viagrato be able to enter deeper into someone else’s flesh,but at an age of understanding. There were seasons of grief over not being able to be…
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“Canaan” by Lee Yeong-Gwang
“Where will Canaan go to church,” she asked.“The road’s rough, so keep close,” I said.As if this pleased her, she smiled and her whole floral-print jacket smiled along with her.This woman who would barely pass for 30, following over 40 year-old memore happily than any other woman in my life.Cherry blossoms wilting, we pass from…