Privilege of Bleeding | Poetry

Kim Hyesoon

  A child humiliated by their friend came and talked to n’t. Please take me to a hospital. But n’t told the child to go back and take revenge. And the child said, I am bleeding inside my head. Please take me to a hospital. Everyone bleeds inside their heads! answered n’t. Underneath pure white quilt between pure white walls, Exercising the privilege of bleeding, A child lay still wanting...

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