
Yellow Pencil
The steamed-up window breathes beside me. I set the tip of my pencil on the notebook, and umbrellas drift past like dots of color.
During exams I'm at the café window. Only for as long as the coffee takes to cool.
학교 앞 카페 창가 자리, 식어 가는 커피, 비 오는 날 유리에 서린 김
Mostly One scene, with other forms mixed in, often about everyday life·small tastes.

The steamed-up window breathes beside me. I set the tip of my pencil on the notebook, and umbrellas drift past like dots of color.