Today's poem is by E. J. Koh
Under my showerhead, I drink
the water to feel full.
Faking the still, there are little
footsteps over my footsteps.
Gishin. Ghost in Korean.
I have never told anyone
Older now, I must dress myself.
You cannot pity a baby.
Like innocence and fat
I have never been on time.
Before willfulness, I ate stucco
dropped from the ceiling to my face
I started to tell stories because
my parents lived so far away.
Copyright © 2017 E. J. Koh All rights reserved
from A Lesser Love
Reprinted by Verse Daily® with permission
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