By. Yeongcheol Do-ryeong
Autumn has begun.
The red-tinted fallen leaves were blown away by the wind without a trace.
Autumn, the border between summer and winter, fluctuates between hot and cold weather.
Because of that, I had to live with a cold.
Still, that's a relief.
It's not like it's a summer cold that even dogs don't catch,
Still, it's possible to come up with some pretty lame excuses.
As I stood for a moment under the streetlight, a cold wind blew through my old French coat.
The moon was covered by clouds.
The clouds were bright.
The houses on the high hill, which has now become a redevelopment area, were shabby.
The streetlights had already been out for a long time.
The yellow light blinked.
When I stared blankly at the streetlight without thinking, my eyes started to hurt.
The sky seen from the top of the hill looked infinitely harsh.
No matter how high you looked from, the vast sky seemed endless.
Where does this sky end?
The stray cats were meowing loudly because they were hungry.
The cries echoed through the houses surrounding the hill.
I was trying to feed the cat when someone called me from behind.
"It's so sad how you keep crying. You look like you can't even feed yourself, so why are you offering food to baby animals?"
The ambiguous border between summer and winter,
It was autumn.