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When the Paleolithic Diet is Back in Fashion By Song Ji HyunTranslated by Bryan Stubbles We saw the accident by chance. All coincidences happen that way, but it was a little unusual for us to suddenly want to drink beer at three in the morning. First of all, neither Bong-gyu nor I enjoyed alcohol; that
At the Beginning of the Blizzard By Jang Hee WonTranslated by In Young Jung In that winter, Yeo Jung’s father invited us to visit. He had recently moved to a place in nature with fresh air and water. “I miss you,” he said suddenly, after asking this and that on the phone. Was that so?
Blind Spot By Im Sol-ATranslated by Ji Won Park The white sneakers came into view. The left shoe was worn down around the outer edges but the right shoe was clean. She speculated that the owner must have back issues, maybe scoliosis. A piece of gum was stuck to the one sole – the owner
The Man Who Became a Flamingo (1) Oh Han Ki. Novelist. Analrealist Translated by Beth Hong I Flamingo. Ever since I started to become that red animal, I have been forgetting human language little by little. This may be the last thing I write in human language. Thankfully, as I am recording my thoughts, there
Read “The Man Who Became a Flamingo (1)” The Man Who Became a Flamingo (2) Oh Han Ki. Novelist. Analrealist Translated by Beth Hong and Archana Madhavan Diary If anyone is listening, I keep telling the secret. It’s a strange experience, but it doesn’t make me as apprehensive as I have imagined. There’s another
Read “The Man Who Became a Flamingo (2)” The Man Who Became a Flamingo (3) Oh Han Ki. Novelist. Analrealist Translated by Archana Madhavan Winchester The name’s Winchester. Winchester Rifle. Call me the Hound. That’s what everyone else does. Humans gave me that nickname ’cause my barrel’s long like the head of a Greyhound.
Read “The Man Who Became a Flamingo (3)” The Man Who Became a Flamingo (4) Oh Han Ki. Novelist. Analrealist Translated by Archana Madhavan Osprey Hunt. Wait. Pleasure of the hunt. A day for the hunt. Battle and fatigue. Hunger and abundance. As the sun sinks below the horizon, I slowly begin to move.