Arah Ko

The Father

The Father

He rarely spoke of the past and when he did, it wasin flashes—the Norwegian girl from ESL classes those firstAmerican years, how she scared them all riding horses bare-back, eating apples whole: seeds, stem, core. The Japaneseboy serenading the class about sake. The firstCoca-Cola he drank in the new country. How in Koreahe buried their …

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