A new poem by recent IIML graduate Joanna Cho. Send to Robyn Immediately On Thursdays I clean for a woman who looks like Robyn. I love Robyn! She’s so sexy, in a way that I’m working on, you know, like she is in tune with her body… Robyn’s dance moves are as smooth as eye … Read more
Growing up Asian in white New Zealand, Joanna Cho tried to find a mirror in books. I went to a proud, decile 10 high school that had few POC. I prided myself on being part of the “white” group. When my boyfriend in Year 9 broke up with me, because his rugby mates teased him … Read more
A new poem by Wellington writer Joanna Cho. Dig deep! I have to write a poem but I’m finding it quite hard so I call Jos and he says ‘Dig deep!’ He is driving back from basketball in Palmy, where he trains three times a week. I say ‘I just wanted to … Read more
New poetry by Auckland writer Joanna Cho. 1:52 Tsukuru, I wish I could watch a kererū with you. The roots of hyacinths are soft like leeks in the frying pan, or feet in the bath , and it’s these that make a mess. The locations of pipes, … Read more