WRITTEN BY YEJIN SUH
Eyes, Junoesque stars tittering, like she knew I was one of them—
I was one of them—
I am one of them—
Of the galaxies that pervade us, not us, just me—To look inside out intimately and suddenly—
Once again strangers in a city—words crisped to nothings on my teeth—
I marveled myself, a wind borne of two nations, blowing eternal in neither.