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Nineteenth May. 2013
“새봄, 안녕!”
I reply with a bow.
“You’ve been hiding”, he says.
We walk out into the foyer.
It’s warm.
Flowing conversation.
He has extended his time here.
He’ll leave soon.
The Twenty first of August. 2013.
He looks pleased.
But saddened.
He asks to see me on Tuesday.
But…
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The Eighteenth. April 2013.
He’s learning how to drive now.
He’s absolutely terrible at it.
But it’s required that he drives.
The date edges closer.
He is still fond of Ritz crackers.
And Kimchi.
The Twenty-fifth. April 2013.
His driving is still bothersome.
But we drove down to his apartment.
Twenty Three Hundred.
He’s in checkered bottoms.
Black T Shirt.
Messy hair.
