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“Jealousy is My Strength” by Ki Hyeong-Do
After much time has passed, a weak bookmark will make these pages fall. In the past, my heart filled so many booklets. Foolish, but there was much to write. I was anxious in the open air, wandering aimlessly like a dog beneath a cloud, a stranger to exhaustion. All I have are sighs. In evening…
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“Worries for Mom” by Ki Hyeong-Do
Gone to marketcarrying thirty bunches of young radishes on her head,mom still hasn’t returned and the light’s long faded.I’m forgotten, like cold rice in this room.No matter how slowly I do my homework,mom still doesn’t return. I don’t hear her trudging footsteps likethe crunch of cabbage. It’s dark and I’m scared.Alone in my empty room,…