Haesong Kwon
Little Marriage
A nail twists
off in mild labor. Through oval
window you take
the joke
to passing clouds.
That’s not
what I was saying, but the high
cheekbones of peasantry
hog up the melancholy.
You was a monk and I
a brazen hussy who wouldn’t work
for pennies.
Not Fugly
Not so weird
is it Humongo, being
here, being
dying. Anymore
no one nods
at a final minority.
Useless too, to know
us obese
as the most advanced.
In slighter days
we’d jazz June, rain
in our pockets, electric
sliding
doors to walk into.
Haesong Kwon lives and works in Stillwater, Oklahoma, home to Pistol Pete. He's lived elsewhere in the U.S., though born in Incheon, Korea. He's happy to be here.