Heidi Dixon KwonSomeone Else’s Loved OneShe is curled within her fragile frame, shoulders bent inward toward the pearls on her neck; her thin arms and knees are shivery and…Mar 13, 2018Mar 13, 2018
Heidi Dixon KwonTastes like home“Do you think it needs more salt?” my mom asks in Korean as she blows gently to cool a spoonful of seaweed soup and carefully ladles it to…Dec 12, 2017Dec 12, 2017
Heidi Dixon KwonThreeSweat beads the corners of our faces as we stand in front of family and friends with the dry, golden California hills to our side.Sep 7, 2017Sep 7, 2017
Heidi Dixon KwonYour Marriage License, Your Death CertificateWE HAD BEEN MESSAGING back and forth for a week before Daniel repurposes a popular and cheesy song lyric to ask if I would be interested in…Mar 27, 2016Mar 27, 2016
Heidi Dixon KwonIn her skinWe had just spent a couple hours at a local bar, when we decide to turn in for the night. We’re not typical night owls, so late for us is…Nov 20, 20151Nov 20, 20151
Heidi Dixon KwonWhat my First taught me about my LastHe had smooth hands and a big toothy, open mouth laugh. We dated for close to 5 years — each year was filled with its fair share of…Nov 15, 20154Nov 15, 20154
Heidi Dixon KwonYellowTime is rigid, dizzying and unceasing; time is money; it is made and it is wasted. Time flies. It is killed and it is lost.Nov 2, 2015Nov 2, 2015
