To Be a Daughter
My Korean is poor, your English almost non-existent. Yet you let me into your home for a year; A stranger became your daughter. This is what it is to be a daughter: Struggling to look up words on a dictionary app Just to talk to you. Hovering near you in the kitchen as you […]
Hanji Production: A Slow Work
My body is as sore as if I had run a marathon, even though I have been sitting all day long. My left hand, which wields the knife, is swollen and cramped, and my legs and back ache. I wonder how much longer I will have to sit here, as a seemingly endless supply of […]
Grass Then Sky
The students think I’m lying about a Dallas horizon. No mountains? We Google “I-35” and they are repulsed. No curve? In a school in a pit in a town in a valley I can’t blame them. We are nothing if not nestled. Is it like Mad Max? I laugh and mime the spray-paint-mouth boys but […]