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Weekly Contest #51
She was conceived on the day the volcano erupted. Her father watched from the orchard as the top of the mountain was blown off. He was so inspired that he gifted his wife a souvenir of that memorable, historical event. He wanted to remember the fire on the streets, smoke between the sheets, and nine months later, Helen slid into the world with eyes wide open. Her hair was black like soot, her cheeks red like fire. Helen, named for the mountain who lost its head, grew up in the secret garden of her father’s orchard. The neighbors’ orchards s...
1989, Seoul I knock on his door and he appears immediately. “Come in quickly,” he says. “Before anyone knows you’re here.” The house is empty and he brings me to his room and locks the door. He shuts the windows and draws heavy curtains over the blinds. He stuffs towels into the cracks in the door and turns off the lights. He faces me in the murkiness of the half-light and takes a deep breath. “Look at this,” he says. He grips the waistband of his pants and pulls down in one quick movement. His legs are covered in lines, planes, and vol...
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