Poems from Haebin
Stop dropping
Wishing coins in my heart—
I know I can’t help you,
It tears me apart.
Stop skipping
Stones across my trust—
Because the...
I am the cutter
You are the tree.
I love you
And you love me.
I take up my axe
Step out the front door,
To search for my tree,
My love I...
The clothes I tied around myself
Cling to my body, drenched—
But still the evening does not come;
The sky seems bloody red.
My knees give...
The air is clear
My toes curl up
As light
Hides in its veil.
Doors creak shut
All has ceased
To move
But the clock’s hand.
I pull the...
Clip. Clip. Clip.
My hand squeezes the metal object.
As the bright yellow nails fall down
To the floor, disordered and thin,
The steel...