CHEONGYANG

A Red Apple Above My Window

Alymzhan Zakirov By Alymzhan Zakirov CHEONGYANG: The wall between our houses is low, made of old Korean bricks, green from the rain and evenly covered with fine moss. The neighbor’s yard looks like a small rhombus, with many things planted on one side, sandwiched by a strip of earth: peas,…

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