Hyuntay Talks

Hyuntay talks.
Adults everywhere stop to
listen. Yobo smiles,
someone else
hears.

Her hair and
body change, drawing me to
rediscovered youth.
She relents
once.

Daily burn
gives us two hours to discuss.
Reconnect over
Radio
Songs.

It’s spring, and
The yelling stops, art begins,
Children run. Yobo
ages like
wine.