An Ordinary Misfortune ["She is girl. She is gravel."]

She is girl. She is gravel. She is grabbed. She is grabbed like handfuls of gravel. Gravel grated by water. Her village is full of gravel fields. It is 1950. She is girl. She is grabbed. She is not my grandmother, though my grandmother is girl. My grandmother’s father closes the gates. Against American soldiers, though they jump over stone walls. To a girl who is not my grandmother. The girl is gravel grabbed. Her language is gravel because it means nothing. Hands full of girl. Fields full of gravel. Korea is gravel and graves. Girl is girl and she will never be a grandmother. She will be girl, girl is gravel and history will skip her like stone over water. Oh girl, oh glory. Girl.
 

Emily Jungmin Yoon, "An Ordinary Misfortune [”She is girl. She is gravel.”]" from A Cruelty Special to Our Species.  Copyright © 2018 by Emily Jungmin Yoon.  Reprinted by permission of The Ecco Press (HarperCollins Publishers).
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