Korean Short Stories
Kim Haeng-sook Hands � Translated by Jeong Eungwi
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Hands At the moment the horses separated from the carriage the carriage didn't say Stop! The carriage didn't stand and think 1 I do not think I write, like the horse's hooves moving away from me Like the characters of the finale dramatically collapsing like an actress rising again and taking a bow with a dazzling smile and saying goodbye on the stage Like other people Like a whip curved in the air I touched and loved I write, never erasing after writing, I write passing a murder scene, a fallen knife, a hand fallen again, a rake, my poverty Like a pursuer's hand I become bright and tenacious Once the king's fist is made bang, my wings beat down on a round table center and then soar dices falling onto the world Copyright 2008 Literature Translation Institute of Korea