Wife –by Kong Kwangkyu






I’m lifting my wife
and she’s as light as a dry bundle of grass

Being the male lion
I dragged her around to hunting grounds here and there
and she once got stitches
after two cubs came ripping out of her body

I was hunting for prey but I’m now running to the hospital
with a tired and ill lioness on my back, roaring and sobbing

And I don’t know who devoured her heart
but she’s as light as an old leather sack


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Translated by Cate Boram



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