Django, boasts a pearly white coat, stands a foot off the ground and is pudgier than when I first met him a year ago at the animal shelter. I saved him as every dog that was not adopted was put to sleep. I am not a zealot that throws paint at people who wear fur, but I do express myself against ex..

Seoul’s sky was grey as usual. It was rush hour and the traffic at this time spewed tons of carbon emissions that lingered effortlessly above Seoul’s cityscape. To its credit the smog did help create some of the most beautiful sunsets I’ve seen. That day, the amber and pinkish hu..

It’s a three hour drive from the city of Gwangju to Seoul. I made this trip every weekend for three months. Initially, the drives up North consisted of an emotional up and down. My mother and I waged battles that often followed with a long period of silence. I put up a good fight but I was n..

...The shouts reverberated within the tightly packed scrum. I tried to assess the situation and make sense of this orchestrated chaos. The ball entered the scrum and I kicked the ball behind me. Soon, the scrum broke. In a moment, I had the ball in my arms and I ran as fast as I can towards the en..

To be honest, I was a bit reluctant to go back to North Korea. Three days before my departure to the mysterious North there was an incident where a South Korean tourist was gunned down by North Korean soldiers. The North Koreans explained that she trespassed and proceeded to advance toward the sol..

I was a listless, lackadaisical, poor excuse for a human being. It was disgusting. I couldn’t wake up for school if my life depended on it. I never had time to eat breakfast and if I made it to school on time I sat in class without a thought; as a shell without a ghost...