“A Guidebook, This Pen” by Sasha Hom (Fiction ’22)
Fiction alumn Sasha Hom was recently featured in Brink as the winner of the inaugural Brink Literary Journal Award for Hybrid Writing. Read an excerpt from “A Guidebook, This Pen” below:
A Guidebook, This Pen
No . . . We don’t know . . . These meetings? . . . Yes, I know . . . Every Wednesday . . . No, her mother didn’t mean to give her up . . . Not like that . . . She just disappeared . . . Haha . . . Into thin air . . . That’s not funny . . . When she returned . . . You know the yogwan . . . Just ask Cheryl . . . Homestay? . . . Whoa . . . She was adopted by . . . How unusual . . . I was one of eight . . . He was adopted by . . . In Minnesota . . . All of them were white . . . They were adopted by . . . After Rodney King . . . We were adopted by . . . You don’t know Rodney King? . . . Germans . . . That’s not funny . . . My first memory is of my birth mom leaving . . . I was adopted by . . . sent to . . . Hare Krishnas pulling a juggernaut with a reclining Krishna down the block . . . Sent to . . . She was adopted by . . . That is so Berkeley . . . Denmark . . . I don’t remember that . . . Sent to . . . My adopted parents won’t talk to me . . . Have you tried television? . . . Because I returned . . . I put an ad in the Choson Ilbo . . . Just be grateful . . . Gucci . . . At least my adopted parents didn’t . . . Did you hear . . . Not quite incest . . . But . . . My brothers . . . Can’t get over that . . . Grew up here in an orphanage . . . They beat her . . . Stop dancing . . . No, Ferragamo . . . I remembered Korean watching television . . . to Cali . . . I was nine. . . When I was one . . . They say I need to embrace who I am . . . I don’t think so . . . Just be grateful . . . What they’ve given me . . . We did the DNA test . . . What Jesus has given me . . . How did you find out about the group? . . . Now they keep asking me for money . . . Oh, you founded it . . . But we have volunteers who can help you . . . She left me on the bathroom floor . . . of his hotel room . . . They were all gone . . . But I am grateful . . .
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