Runes in the Rent Check (버전 2)

Intro

Envelope corner, corner-store ink, cracked and dry

Grandma's cipher lived on the flap, never asked why

Landlord couldn't read Spanish, she couldn't write his English

So she drew a moon for mercy, a slash for extinguished

Verse

She marked the rent with a moon when the check ran shy

A cross when it cleared, a line when the well ran dry

Six kids on Cypress, one bulb, no glass in the pane

She'd trade a warm coat for a week's worth of grace and rain

Landlord's boy would come collect on the first, cap low

She'd hand him bread wrapped in foil, said eat before you go

He'd nod at the symbol, mark his own book the same

Two languages meeting where the numbers wouldn't claim

Thirty years of winters, not a single eviction slip

Just a woman with a match-burnt pen and a steady grip

She said the ink is cheap but the meaning's never cheap

Every symbol that we send is a debt that we don't keep

Buried her with the ledger folded in her Bible's spine

Said the rent's a kind of hymn if you read between the lines

I found it in a shoebox