Monday. There was something in the shoulder of a clean-pressed uniform that never seemed to fit me in the same way that it did for others. Plaid skirt, clean flats, and an oversized blazer to grow into, that first week of my life in Seoul was cold. On Monday, Ashley Kang, the kind of girl […]
I wrote this piece for Soup, an open project that aims to capture the diversity of the human experience through various forms of accessible media. It’s great because I can be really experiment with how I represent my own experiences and emotions through language. Check out some of the project’s other pieces here. As a writer […]
photo credit: Perdue dans les nuages via photopin (license) Disappear that they should disappear when they are seen that they may be lost when they are touched; that they might have been truly loved in every way, yet with each passing know not.