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Tag Archives: fiction
“Blue Balloon” © WanHee Yoon, (Faith Column, #27, LA Christian Today, January 16, 2008):
On our little alley, where five houses stand shoulder to shoulder like friends with arms linked, a new neighbor moved in two years ago. They were a young couple in their late twenties, newly married. The husband, Drew, ran a … Continue reading
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“Riding a Zip Line” © Yoon WanHee, Faith Column #25, LA Christian Today, January 12, 2011
I’ve never been interested in sports. No matter how passionately people around me cheer for football or immerse themselves in baseball, volleyball, or golf, it’s always felt like another world to me. But surprisingly, I’ve found one thing I truly … Continue reading
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“The Day of the Haircut” © Yoon Wan-Hee (Faith Column #24, LA Christian Today, May 8, 2013)
I have spent nearly my whole life trimming my husband’s hair. Especially as Sunday approaches, I always make a point of checking his hair over the weekend. It feels like just yesterday, in the early days of our marriage, when … Continue reading
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“Let Us Fly on New Year’s Morning!”
© TaeHun Yoon, January 1992 If we cannot cross between North and South, then at least—let us fly! Yi Sang*, shedding the old form of his worn wings,cried out, “Let us fly, let us fly!”And Min-Ki*, beyond the black letters … Continue reading
“Light”
© WanHee Yoon (Faith Column #20, LA Christian Today, 1998) One day, while walking along the shore, I realized that the sea no longer remained simply blue or green. It breathed endlessly, alive with shifting light and color. The blue … Continue reading
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“Midwinter Sunlight”
Midwinter sunlight—thin and thirsty—leans into the snow, as if lost in a dream, murmuring long tales of a weary army dragging itself from the edge of a forgotten homeland. From afar, it looks like an angel—a fierce, burning flame.I scoop … Continue reading
“Grave”
Time fell like a droplet from the crown of the head,slid down the throat,passed the chest, the belly, the thighs—and finally seeped out through the soles of the feet. [It’s over now. Enjoy your journey.] Across every street, torn cries … Continue reading
Winter
The wind has a mind of its own tonight—it slips between the ribs of the trees,a steady hand brushing the worldinto the shape of silence. Somewhere a barn door swings,creaking against the weight of snow.The road, once clear, now foldsunder … Continue reading
Flowing Water
In the valley soaked in love—from beneath its arms,rose the scent of human sweat. Even death itself was, in truth,a fragment drifting through the sky,a sip of wine,a single sigh,the sweet lips of a woman—a bridal procession. Turn your head.Look … Continue reading
The Night That Rises
The flies come thick, fevered— drawn to what softens, fades.“Eat, drink, be merry,” they murmur—“for tomorrow, you vanish.”Their hum coils around a bowl of bone,a whisper threading through the marrow’s wind. From every corner they gather—pale ones, dark ones, the … Continue reading
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