Banchan

In Korea I could disappear. Not like, ā€œ40 year old woman goes missing on vacation and is never seen again,ā€ disappear. But rather, disappear so seamlessly into the masses that Iā€™d never even feel lost. I could be among a dozen people and not even be noticed. Physically fitting in might have been the missing…

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Orion Is A Mother

Orion will teach me the answers to questions I ask through chattering teeth. Diffused along the smoky veil of my condensed breath, diluted among the ragged inhale of subsiding sobs. Barefoot under the thin shadow of a moonlit dogwood tree I endure the sharp winter air. My small body squatted, legs tucked inside my pound…

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