Counting Back to Korean

There aren’t too many stars to countIf you believe in where you’re goingThe exercise of flying back to SeoulTallying suns … More

Sticking Point

“So it’s agreed, then, we should sell the house, right?” she said. “And we’ll then split the money in half.” … More

Drive into the tunnel nowAll flesh drawn tighter than airAll around my chestBody stiff concrete lungsA deepest breath heldThe harder … More

But that was long agoHer intentIf I recall correctlyWas to steal my heartSet me apartFrom all the othersPounding at her … More

I remember the theater, the old movies festival, the music, and you, the smell of popcorn filling the lobby, that … More

Tonight a match togetherLet the game beginOur pasts have trainedUs for this momentOf truth we’re not afraidThe length of playDepends … More

Why does it always have to be his way? I finally have had it. I say, “Basically, Alex, you’re a … More

Our love bloomed quickly A seed soaked in water and sun Our hearts tending Mighty nurture with the help of … More

You chill me ocean coldThe moon unsettling nightAs you draw back your handI glimpse a raw dawn horizonOur years will … More

You’re like a combination bar and restaurantWhen I come in I’m torn between hunger and thirstTry to ease the tension … More

Sally Anuhea was an avid newspaper reader. Even as she aged, she kept loyal to a print copy, although the … More

It had been a while. She sat there like a little jewel, the sun sparkling on her back when he … More

This time he wrote the song about the break-up of his first marriage. The funny thing is, that was the … More

Tonight I’m looking through Mom’s old address book, pages worn and browned,some so brittle the dog-eared corners disintegrate as I … More

“Isn’t that cute?” “Uh huh.” I’m sure it’s a question of time, that love may conquer all, but behind my … More

Whenever a love is lost, it signifies a languageshared by two people, unique to them, becomesa dead tongue, some forgotten … More

Broken when the US mail chokes how my letters take so much time is it there yet read it immediately … More

In the beginning there was inertia,and inertia led, as you might expect,to nothing, so what had beensomethingness became nothingness: Take-out … More

You sent me the self-portrait in a card once, maybe 1980. You are lying on your stomach, propped up on … More

We sit sipping coffee. Awkward. Growing cold. My son and daughter, I say, in their 30s, have given me three grandchildren. I … More