Marion Egger’s Reviews > Crying in H Mart > Status Update

“Her art was the love that beat on in her loved ones, a contribution to the world that could be just as monumental as a song or a book. […]. Maybe I was just terrified that I might be the closest thing she had to leaving a piece of herself behind.”

“For the rest of my life there would be a splinter in my being, stinging from the moment my mother died until it was buried with me.”