Author’s Note: Hello everyone! It has been a while since I last uploaded new works on my WordPress. I recently graduated from CSU, Chico! In my last semester, I took ENGL 420W once again as a fun class for myself. This is one of the pieces I wrote for my class. We were asked to write a poem as an ode. I decided to write about myself and my consumption of soju while I was in South Korea when I studied abroad in the Fall of 2019. I hope you all are doing well and enjoy!
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Clanking of glasses echos
the chilling Autumn night.
The sweet liquid washes the troubling
thoughts for a moment.
“One shot, one shot” words of encouragement.
The easiest way to drown in culture.
“Soju hanna juseyo” “소주 하나 주세요”
You could say I spent more time with Soju than anyone else in South Korea.
Soju did not judge me, nor pitied me,
all the way to the final drop.
Soju wore grape perfume and liked strawberries.
But mostly bitter, like me.
I think that is why we got along.
Slap the won down, choke the bottle’s neck,
and rip off the cap.
Not the Korean way but fastest
way to forget about
the broken promises
Soju was a great listener but they
never answered the questions I asked.
But that is okay, I already knew the answer.
I just wanted validation to allow
myself to grief.
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