I remember the first time I read it. I was in college and at a friend’s house. She and some other friends and I went to get something out of her room and covering the walnut brown door a poster said this: “Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold.” … Continue reading How Much Can A Heart Really Hold?
When God formed my limbs, shaped my eyes and decided to give me my mother’s dark, thick hair, through her: he fed me kimchi. Aside from being a non-negotiable side dish to every meal at our dinner table, kimchi accompanied the stories I grew up hearing. The first time my imagination held a picture of my mom as … Continue reading Making My Own Kimchi