Jin-young Choi

What I need is a resurrection, an immaculate conception. A miracle beyond the bounds of science and ethics. A thousand-year leap through time. I need Armageddon or eternal life. I need to lose my head. I don’t need to be human – I just need you.

Faith is what I need.

I did not cry; Gu did not breathe. Even with his lifeless weight in my arms, I couldn’t comprehend that he was truly gone. His physicality and the notion of death seemed to repel each other, like poles of a magnet. Had I imagined it all? Nothing felt real, even weeks after dragging his stiffening body back home.

I convinced myself that, over the years, I had said everything I needed to. Even if I’d missed something, there was no need to speak it now. Some things are better left unsaid.