Near the horizon
rain hits ground
in bed it sounds like battered vegetables
frying in a skillet .

Last summer when my mom told me
on a rainy day
that the rain instills in her a craving of buchimgae
I asked why?

"the sound. it sounds like buchimgae frying in a pan."

I listened and for the...

When you read this you will be in a dark place with no believable escape. And you will hate the person who wrote this. You'll be tempted to close out of this immediately, what do you have to learn from me anyways? And though I beg you to not do...