March 27, 2007
Hyon wants to sleep in but there’s no hope for that. Already the bike messengers are ringing their bells and the garbage man strained grunts echo down the block. Her upstairs neighbor is yelling at his wife and her down stairs neighbor is loudly making love. Hyon resets her alarm, scrolling the arms off time by ten minutes and pulling the bottom button. She lays there, thinking about her dream, feeling cold. It was another dream of trouble, being evicted, her parents angry, expelled from school and she knows if she died then she would not have an honorable burial.