Sometimes I think becoming a mother destroyed me.
RECENTLY PUBLISHED
“A Memory,” “El Viejo Son Oscuro,” and “Sonnets To The Rain”
Happiness keeps quiet, like the child
playing in the corner, lost in her game.
A Letter and a Photograph
That night, L couldn’t fall asleep. The portrait he saw hanging in Hye-gyŏng’s room lingered before his eyes.
Government Funding
an overgrown manchild importantly spitting / his wild image, going shopping along the main / drag of city life, greedily bringing his lips / closer to the bottle to get to the bottom / of non-things
Sarita Colonia Comes Flying
...she yearned, like everybody does, to hear her own story, narrated and sung in the voice of those who pray, hope and sing, a story that could not be a novel but rather a song...
Excerpt from Moonbath
Even so, it wasn’t going to take long for our life, too, to shrivel, for the ground to crack under our feet, for the light dresses of women to darken to the color of grief.
