Wearing Woman
Is that a boy or a girl? Two little girls giggle halfway hidden behind a door, simple question in the air. It doesn’t sting. Not the way the ajummas’[1. Middle aged or older woman] words spoken through you turn you into standing room only bus spectacle. On days you feel vulnerable, picked open like a […]
Upon First Meeting You
The path to your house is so steep that I’m out of breath before I’m halfway there. I’m not out of shape, but I can’t keep up a regular pace; this path is far more strenuous than stairs. The uneven cement is full of grooves and bumps, all tilted at an unnatural angle. I can’t […]
Memories of Bruce: Husband, Father, Firefighter
The memories, once precious and dear, now haunted me. The words were heavy on the screen, hanging in the yellow KakaoTalk bubble. “My dad died…” For an eternal moment, I looked at the screen, unaware of what I was reading. I stood silent in the kitchen of the apartment that I had just moved into […]