Steve

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StoryNew in America 1 Steve613 years 8 months ago
Storynew hampshire spring waits Steve413 years 10 months ago
StoryNew Hampshire Spring is... Steve313 years 10 months ago
StorySeoul Garden Steve213 years 10 months ago
StoryHypocrite Steve213 years 10 months ago
StoryFirst Love Steve214 years 2 weeks ago
StoryIn wanting so much to be loved Steve814 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThe Tender Buds of April Silver Spun Sand3014 years 10 months ago
StoryMichael Jackson's Early Demise Steve315 years 8 months ago
StoryGrowl Steve215 years 8 months ago
StoryDrips of emotion hint at Steve415 years 8 months ago
StoryThe Game Steve215 years 8 months ago
StoryMary Steve515 years 8 months ago
StorySong of David Steve215 years 9 months ago
StoryCome Away With Me Silver Spun Sand2115 years 9 months ago
StoryMe, and Her with the Piercings Silver Spun Sand1615 years 9 months ago
StoryImpressions of South Korea: Conversations, Thoughts, Etc. Steve215 years 9 months ago
StoryImpressions of South Korea: Work Ethic 4 Steve215 years 9 months ago
StoryImpressions of South Korea: Work Ethic 1 Steve415 years 9 months ago
StoryNudely Explore: impressions of S. Korea Steve215 years 9 months ago
StoryIV Steve215 years 9 months ago
StoryIII Steve315 years 9 months ago
StoryII Steve515 years 9 months ago
StoryGabriel Freed Steve315 years 10 months ago

My stories

Korean Americans : Kevin

Kevin talks about how difficult the divorce was for him. He really loved his American mother. After the divorce, he wanted to meet his biological mother, his Korean mother.

Korean Americans

All the names have been changed. I am not trying to generalize about Korean-Americans. I am just trying to write about their lives.

A Usual Suspect III

"Gabriel, Gabriel... I'm dying...." Gabriel kept on running and running. He was not sire where he was or who he was. The Korean Mu-Dang had washed him clean. He felt refreshed.

A Usual Suspect II

Gabriel didn't want to do this. He hated this. He had to literally destroy himself to become a Mu-Dang, a shaman. He had to forget who he was...

New Hampshire Spring is...

really something else, the warm zephyrs rolled like a perfect joint, ascending sigh, the waves of sound huddling shrubs shiver bubbles: tell me tell me that you love me, your heart

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