Chronically Acute

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I hit the bag for five rounds

Thought I was sweating

Exhausted

Tryna get back in shape after long COVID and losing two babies

Is such a bitch

Tore my gloves off with my teeth

Wraps smelling like sweat and vinyl

I brushed the hair off the side of my face and realized

I was crying.

I can say it now

I have lived through so much

It has always taken more stimulation for me to feel anything

Because that’s how we typically are

Adopted overseas

And then because we seek war zones

To feel normal

We live harder

Faster

Die younger.

Chronically acute.

I just see all the things.

Hit the bag.

And while I feel nothing.

My soul still cries.

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Bree Yoo Sun Jeong, 정유선

I was formerly the young mother who leaned into destiny. These days I'm young-ish. I write about race, motherhood, transracial adoption, and hood feminism.