Kim Hyesoon

“Women who have been disappeared by violence are howling. The voices of disappeared women are echoing. I sing with these voices.”
― Kim Hyesoon

“How scared God must have been
when the woman who ate all the fruit of the tree he'd planted
was cutting out each red body from
between her legs

The sky, the wound that opens every morning
when a red head is cut out
between the fat red legs of the cloud

(Does that blood live inside me?)
(Do I live inside that blood?)

That woman who walks ahead
That woman who walks and rips
with her scorching body her cold shadow

New-born infants swim
inside that woman's mirror her as white as a snow room
the stickysticky slow breaking waves of blood
like the morning sea filled with fish”
― Kim Hyesoon, All the Garbage of the World, Unite!