희망 양 (Hope: Part four)

PART ONE, HERE | PART TWO, HERE | PART THREE, HERE | The world shakes and leaps from moment to moment. Subways smell of garlic, but there is no trace of kimchi. The men are brooding, with thick, arched brows and chiseled jaws. The women are waifish, with round doe-eyes and bangs. The space they…

Huimang’s dream

The world shakes and leaps from moment to moment. Subways smell of garlic, but there is no trace of kimchi. The men are brooding, with thick, arched brows and chiseled jaws. The women are waifish, with round doe-eyes and bangs. The space they all move through is powdered with fine grain. Huimang resembles Anna Karina,…

Another hedgehog, another horse

A tiny hedgehog peered through the fog, upon the majesty of a white mare grazing in a clearing nearby. A vision flashed before him— of leaping upon her broad back and riding her out of the forest— straight into some new story, entirely. As the horse turned, he imagined her throwing him from her back…

Have you seen this hedgehog?

A tiny hedgehog— mesmerised by the brilliance of her eyes, emerging— leapt upon the broad back of a white mare, and he rode her out of the fog! Out of the forest! Out of the picture! He rode that pale horse straight to his bitter end. A bear cub still wanders the forest stapling pamphlets…

The snail queen (part 1)

Old Todd Tucker had lived alone for years on end quite deep within the Lus a Chromchin Marshes. He eked out what barely passed for a living in the eyes of most digging for peat and moss up and down the muddy flats of the bogs there. The truth be told though, Old Todd was…

All those hands

you don’t know what those hands are capable of those hands have caressed and slapped lovers on lazy afternoons those hands have swiped cards at boutiques to buy organic moisturisers those hands have assembled designer furniture ordered in from overseas you don’t know what those hands are capable of anything you’ve ever got on those…

When I used to love you (I didn’t even know you)

i could wait for hours wait for you and no one else no one else – no time for them no one else could ever hold my attention – i was cold for hours and hours – hours waiting for your affection i wouldn’t ever count the hours hours were never part of it time…

Lost property

there are so many pretty people round here pretty people to fall in love with with pretty clothes pretty hair pretty lips and eyes like nature to get myself lost within they must have so many pretty feelings inside pretty feelings to fall in love with such pretty hopes pretty fears pretty fantasies their lives…

Brown wax oceans

I dream about you a million times a day that's not possible it doesn't make sense This is just an image drawn in crayon If I had a crayon for every time I’ve dreamt about you I'd have a million crayons I'd melt them all down into an ocean of brown wax That's an unappealing…

Heroic dance moves will save us all

Maybe I'll get some of those flash headphones, and be one of those douchey guys who strut down the street like John Travolta in that movie where he did that. Or better yet, I could shake, leap, and slide EVERYWHERE like Kevin Bacon in Footloose: smashing stuff with karate pirouettes while smoking cigarettes, and liberating…