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A powerful AN at the end: “I’d like my poetry to remind readers that even if a part of history may not seem to be relevant to their lives, it is—it is their reality too. An experience that is not mine is still part of the society and world that I occupy. It is crucial to know, listen, tell, and retell various stories, so we may better theorize and understand our existence.”

“Dye your fingers with its petals—see if it lasts till first snow.
Snow, what precious flower in this region.
With my ear resting on his chest, I could imagine it’s blossom.

My cheek dreamt well on his heart.”

“Korea is gravel and graves. Girl is girl and she will never be a grandmother. She will be girl, girl is gravel and history will skip her like stone over water.”

what the hell

This is so painful it's almost impossible to listen to...