- onNovember 10, 2014
- Vol.9 Autumn 2010
- byPark Bum Shin
One year has passed since Lee Jeok-yo, widely admired as a great poet, died. Lawyer Q decides to open the poet’s notes as dictated by his will, but hesitates after reading them in private. In the notes, Lee confesses shocking truths including his romantic feelings toward 17-year-old EunGyo and the murder of writer Seo Ji-woo, who wrote Heart. All the more disturbing is the fact that Lee ghostwrote all of Seo’s works, including Heart.
I’ve already reserved a ticket on a carriage headed for death.
My darling Han EunGyo, will you listen? Last night in my dreams, I stopped by a ticketing booth to reserve a ride to the other world. “If possible, I would like to get on that carriage within the year,” I said. The guy selling the ticket answered with a smile, “We’re backed up with a lot of passengers trying to leave.”
The agent’s face and ears were long, like a donkey’s. He was so funny-looking that I couldn’t help but laugh. “I can’t just issue you a ticket just because you want it. I’ll put you on the wait-list instead.” Listening to his explanation made me angry, briefly. I’d been living my whole life like this, and even here, I had to take a number and just sit around? “You can purchase some tools if you like. We have a variety of knives and guns. Nylon cord, denim cord, Our Mama’s jeogori strap, even a silk strap. And on the more inexpensive side, we have razor blades—doruko double-edged. But if you go this route, when it comes time for your trial, you cannot file an audit, revision or an appeal.” The ticket agent added, “Would you still like to use the tools?” I shook my head. “That’s fine. I can wait. Better to receive a formal trial.” I gave him a shrug, rather pleased with myself, and burst out laughing again. The agent’s ears were so long, they had fluttered in the wind.
“Why are you laughing?”