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It’s settled you don’t return.
The ocean rises, a giant body of fur. However long the route between a you and the—I watch, watch, watch. Watching is my gift. It takes the sheer will to give my full attention. The gist of spring in magnolias maimed like heads of young seals. Wrath misspelled as wreath on sand as sounds distract. A girl rises from the trough with a toy shovel as I watch the girl turn the shovel up then down elbow-deep in the throat of water like Rhea a knife short of insanity frisking for god knows and I do not know what. I chose my lane a highway ago. It took me here, not there, and the water now stays with me sane. |
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Suphil Lee Park is a bilingual writer who grew up in South Korea and was educated at New York University and UT Austin. Her poetry has appeared or is forthcoming in Colorado Review, Michigan Quarterly Mixtape, Ploughshares, The Massachusetts Review, and The Missouri Review, among others. Her fiction is forthcoming in J Journal, Storm Cellar, and The Iowa Review. She has received an honorable mention in 2020 Force Majeure Contest and for the 2020 Donald Hall Prize, and was a semi-finalist and finalist for such awards as 2019 River Styx International Poetry Prize, 2020 Dennis Hinrichsen Prize, and 2020 Tomaz Salamun Prize.