I’ve called Earth home for more than 100 years
The largest of turtles, yet many of us have disappeared,
It’s our Earth Day too.
You love that I’m black, white, Asian, and cuddly,
If you love me, then why are there so little of me?
It’s our Earth Day too.
Beautifully brilliant blues, vibrant oranges and reds,
Bloody feathers of homeless macaws, lying on the ground dead.
It’s our Earth Day too. Continue reading “[Poetry] It’s Our Earth Day Too”
Come right in, everyone! We’ve got pizza over there, drinks over there, and enough cookies to satisfy Cookie Monster himself.
Today, we’re celebrating because this blog has one more shiny award to add to its collection! Thank you, Ally, for passing on the Versatile Blogger Award.
You guys know the rules by now, I’m sure—this award asks for seven facts about yourself. I’ve been using the same seven facts for these award posts (which are still true!) but in the spirit of celebration and virtual partying, let’s share some new tidbits, shall we? Continue reading “Special Guest: Cookie Monster (Aka The Versatile Blogger Award)”
In all my years of living in New York, I have never stepped foot in Staten Island.
Queens? I know it like the back of my hand.
Brooklyn? Bronx? Sure.
But Staten Island? That place across the water where no subway lines connect to? Uh…brain does not compute.
Cue the Staten Island Ferry! Continue reading “Blue Skies & The Wind in Your Hair”
“So, word ‘round the shelter’s that you were adopted and then brought back. Didja throw up in the human’s shoe?”
A cackle of laughter came from the cage next to his. He didn’t even bother justifying that with a response.
“Didja eat the garbage instead of the food? Got too used to that stray life, didja?”
He rolled his eyes and stretched his long, lean body.
“Heard your name’s Joey. Imma call you J, can I call you J?”
Joey was the name the shelter decided on. But that wasn’t the name she gave him. “It’s Zing.” Continue reading “[Short Story] One Weekend and A Bowl of Tuna”
“Paku, get your big butt off the floor and let’s go!”
“No.” The 1,000-pound polar bear laid on the ice cap, his wet snout resting on his front paws.
“I’m warning you, if you don’t move willingly, I’m going to have to use force.”
Paku opened one dark brown eye, scanned my 5’1 petite frame, and let out a derisive snort. Frustrated, I kicked one of his hind legs.
“Ow. Oh look, I didn’t move at all.”
Continue reading “[Short Story] Paku The Polar Bear”
Since the day it first opened its doors, the Funky Munky was the place to be for any self-respecting monkey on any given night.
The drinks were acclaimed. Its self-named house drink, The Funky Munky, a sweet and tangy twist on the classic mojito with strawberries, pineapple, and a dusting of banana-flavored salt on the rims, drove the primates, well, appropriately bananas. Continue reading “[Flash Fiction] The Funky Munky”
*First time trying a concrete poem. There is a reason my can’t-draw-to-save-my-life self has never drawn a concrete poem before. Exhibit A: (above) If I squint my eyes hard enough, I thiiink I can see a turtle.
The dumpster reeked of rotten food, but he could barely register it above the stench of his own blood. At first, the pain blinded him. It was all he could do to keep his protruding hind leg bones from jutting out further. Now, he barely felt anything as he waited to die.
Fitting, really. He was born on the streets, and here he was, tossed unceremoniously back like a broken-what, exactly? He was as valuable as trash.
What hurt more than his body was the belief that he was finally going home with one of those good humans he had heard so much about, only to be used as a bait dog when he got there. Continue reading “[Flash Fiction] The Hug He Always Wanted”
The butterfly peeked out of her cocoon.
Her wings fluttered to a crescendoing tune.
In all her excitement, she fell in a swoon.
Her new life’s beginning, and not a moment too soon.
© Jade M. Wong 2016 Continue reading “[Poetry] Butterfly”
The little house shook with her shriek.
The wooden door swung open so forcefully that the squirrel in question toppled off the front steps in shock.
“Explain. This. Now.” Continue reading “[Flash Fiction] Attention”