my parents do not approve of my affinity for antifa

“It’s impossible to describe: nauseating, stinging, hot.”
—Bong Joon Ho

the name / tattooed / and all you can say / is getting through / the name / has a body / singing /
kissing / colliding / the stockbroker / winds / his throat / like a clock / howling at trees / the
bodiless dancing / their own circus / because i too / have yet / to be afforded existence / for
without / proof of coin / what use / is the body / question these hands / small as they may be / test
me / and you / will see veins / thicker than his neck / these hands / can knot a snake / if they need
to / these hands / sick of prayer / ready / to burn / until heaven tosses / all the batteries / out the
smoke alarms / mother how / can you pray for coin / at a time like this / nothing / on the horizon
/ will save us now / not even the sun / can raise the shoreline / to wash / the slaughterhouse clean
/ and here / is where i admit / until / i watched Parasite / i had forgotten / about war / that there is
/ a war / and that in / a war / a body floats / bumps heads / with all the other poor souls /
knocking / on the ceiling / some arbitrary line / and i suppose this / is why koreans / don’t vote.

Dohyun Kim is a Korean-American writer and high school student from Los Angeles, California.