Listen I’m young and I know something
about plum noodles, and de-escalation.
Oh, and the translation of lunar measures
of time. When bitten, ignore the instinct
to pull, instead pushing the bitten body
part further into the biting mouth. This
will lead to release, and maybe you look
away, maybe it all starts again. How
many of us can say we have saved anything,
let alone money. We’ll discuss the impulse
to claim the dead, but please acknowledge
first the randomness of borders, and, sure,
of attachment. Wash then either pickle,
grill, or boil fruits (organize your decision
as usual—around avoiding nausea). We work
here but we don’t decide the prices, and
still we take responsibility, we do, for this, and
for wind, and, yes, certainly, for our patterns.
Cindy Juyoung Ok is a writer, translator, and educator with recent poems in jubilat, Poetry, and Denver Quarterly.