Woman-animal-Asia is an empty, or perhaps even stained, unknown that cannot be discovered without travel. Anyone, regardless of gender, race, or nation, can do Woman-animal-Asia. Woman-animal-Asia is a world of the possible. It is not a world you can arrive at but one that you generate by “doing”. An endlessly generated world where reaching it means it has already moved on, like the spoke on a cartwheel, as the doing of it keeps generating it, into a world that can never be arrived at. A middle world you visit when existence moves as it is being realized by those who exist. I wanted to travel that middle ground. But hwo easy it is to get hurt when doing-woman or doing-animal. If nationalism monopolizes it, it completely collapses into the weakness of myth. Like a Buddha covered in neon signs, the people are converged upon by nationalism and become economically and spiritually exploited.

—Kim Hyesoon, “I Do WomananimalAsia”, Korean Literature Now, Vol. 45 (Autumn 2019), translated by Anton Hur

Still probably the most extraordinary piece of writing I’ve ever read.