My Korean mother leaves me on a fall day in the 1980s. I don’t know the year, only that it is cold, and she—who peels red apples in one unbroken skin, massages my calves when they’ve fallen asleep from sitting too long—is very suddenly gone.
Soo Na Pak is a writer and artist living in the San Francisco Bay Area. Her essays and prose appear or are forthcoming in TheRumpus.net, Outsiders Within: Writing on Transracial Adoption (South End Press), Hamilton Stone Review, and Digital Artifact Magazine. She is a former Fulbright grantee (2005-2006), and wants fiction to choose her.