Finally, it's been three months since // He and I were strangers with bad blood, / breathless in bed, / discussing the acts of giving and / receiving as indulgences, / mulling over our motivations and / the contraindications for / charity.
Jook-Yum Toothpaste By Joyce Seo “James” handed me a new tube of toothpaste, the box a familiar green and white. Even without opening it up, I could already smell and taste the “jook-yum,” (bamboo salt) I grew up with at my parent’s house. I had since switched to Crest, bought in bulk at Costco, forgetting how the two minutes seemed especially long brushing my teeth as a child. Never did I think I would reencounter the niche Korean brand my parents bought at church gatherings or the local market at a clinic in Compton. As I politely declined, James insisted, …
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Sunshine, in the mornings, spills. It slips and slithers as it tills. Routine and unremitting, yet still, I find it bestilling how the Sunshine unravels and ribbons, like the crest of a breaking wave. I’m always drowsy in the mornings, from eyeing the light and the course of its routes. But I love the taste and the remedies of Sunshine in the mornings; as the rays flood up to my lips, it reminds me of spilt orange juice. Image Credit courtesy of Eshiemomoh Osilama. Poetry Thursdays is an initiative that highlights poems by medical students. If you …