Korea’s a glove, the fingerless kind.A palm rests snug in it, the half warm, half clean, partprotected from the elements, … More
Category: Anger
Mourning Calm
I’m back, I thought, as I stepped off the plane,returned to my ancestral home once more,recalling all my blood bound … More
Good Talk
Why curse? Would you pluck out your tongue,hang it on the wall as a hook for your black umbrella, onebattered … More
Envy
Someone says, “Mine is better than yours.”It’s that old schoolyard boast,the anger instantaneously rumbling up,separating two children playing to fierce … More
Lanning Lee 