Our Units of Time Sarah Choi
20 houses we stroll past along the stream, laughing, because none of those houses will ever be as much of a home as we are 15 streets we take lefts and rights, tracing our way to match the map drawn on the inside of my hand
Erin Cho, Walk Beside Me, mixed media
10 strangers we brush shoulders against, realizing the indifferent look in their eyes resemble the look of ours 5 glasses we empty each, trying to forget the wall written on your hand, and to not wake up alone at night 0 meaning we now put in our “how are you”s and “i love you”s 4:12 pm