LIVING ALONE

JEAN YOON

Living alone, I make a system:
Each furnishing is a meaning.
Residues, habituals. Piles, papers,
indirect lighting. Sustenance passes
from vessel to mouth and passes
to vessel to exit. Ghosts of hard water,
rings on the finish. Divots of usage
impressed in the cushions. Encouraging
notes on post-its. They say: SOFTEN.
They say: GO OUTSIDE.
They say: TRUST IN THE PROCESS.

jean yoon is currently writing from seoul, where they are working on a collection of essays, learning p’ansori, and exploring drag performance. jean has been accorded fellowships and residencies by the tin house summer writer’s workshop, reed college, campos de gutiérrez, the university of notre dame, and the fulbright program. jean participates in the social internet as @zenpartymix.

TINY SPILLS
  • Tabs open on your screen right now: 4 jobs/fellowships/lofty ambitions; an e-course in screenwriting i’ve stalled out on; my horoscope for February; this Verse.press playlist; 5 articles on the Harvard-fueled gentrification of Allston, my neighborhood in Boston; Twitter…

  • If you had to brag about yourself: Jean really brings the room together.

  • Best breakfast: Smoked korean spa eggs, boiled sweet potatoes, coffee. 

  • Character (TV, book, movie) you most identify with: An amalgam of all the characters on Bojack Horseman