Food-tastic & Unicorn Magic

First Stop: Brooklyn

Nestled about a twenty-minute walk from the Brooklyn Bridge is an inconspicuous little Thai restaurant. Its twin awnings are black, its frames wooden, and if you’re looking for a sign, you won’t find it. Welcome to Joya! 

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[Writer’s Quote Wednesday] Perhaps, The Words I Wish To Hear Most

“I now know, you must endure things you cannot endure, be worn out by the things you cannot accept, that there are nights when your eyes are brimming with tears. And daresay I know… what you’ve dreamt of, and what you’ve lost.”

“I place my hand on your forehead. You, have lived diligently. Please place a hand on my forehead too. The moment one person leaves their fingerprints on another forehead and comforts him, all the frivolous things fall by the wayside, and the silence we never took advantage of while we were engulfed with desire will embrace us.”

“You’ve, worked hard, to live, to survive, you’ve worked hard to get this far. I pray that the happiest moments of your life are yet to come.”

—Jung Hee Jae, Perhaps, The Words I Wish To Hear Most—

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[Poetry] The Murderer

Was it I who threw the deafening blow?
Fingers clasped around the brick,
Horrified gasps leaving my lips—
That is a secret only we three know.

Or was it I who, surviving hell,
Decided this is the last blood-stained time,
Disgusted with his body in mine—
That is a secret we will never tell. Continue reading “[Poetry] The Murderer”

[Writer’s Quote Wednesday] Sweet Whispers

In loving you
I found myself
I gave up some
Of the old me
To be parts of us
And now we
Are both free

—Gina (Singledust), Sweet Whispers #5—

This week, I’m taking you to Malaysia, the fiery vibrant home where I was born, and the current home of a dear friend here on WordPress. Gina, or as you may know her better from her blog Singledust, and I clicked from the very beginning. It was like our souls recognized each other from opposite sides of the country (as I currently live in NYC), and exclaimed “ah! My friend from a prior lifetime, it seems I’ve found you again!” Continue reading “[Writer’s Quote Wednesday] Sweet Whispers”

[Writer’s Quote Wednesday] Between My Bleeding Lines

I am not sure
if I still love you,
but when I write
sad poetries,
my rhyme and rhythm
bleed nothing
but your name.

—R. C. Gonzales, Rhyme and Rhythm—

This week, I’d like to shine a spotlight on Between My Bleeding Lines, a debut poetry collection by R. C. Gonzales, or as many of us WordPress-dwellers know her, Rosemarie of A Reading Writer

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The One Where I Start Again

You: You’re always disappearing from this blog, you know that?

Me: *sigh* I know…

You: I understand you have responsibilities—

Me: This is going to be a lecture, isn’t it?

You: And that Life can be hard sometimes—

Me: Yup, definitely a lecture. Continue reading “The One Where I Start Again”

The Rule of Eleven (aka The Blue Sky Tag)

A shoutout to Tina at Written in Geek for giving my muse and I a break from writing. I can’t even remember when my last tag post was, which goes to show how long it’s been.

Ratatouille

1) What frightens you the most?

As quoted from Sailboats & Bubble Tea (aka the Entertainer Blogger Award): Bugs with more than 4 legs. Bugs with no legs at all. BUGS. 

2) Coffee or tea?

Tea! Continue reading “The Rule of Eleven (aka The Blue Sky Tag)”

Blue Skies & The Wind in Your Hair

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.

Manhattan? Love.

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”

Spontaneous Staycation

You: Where have you BEEN? Your blog’s been empty for over a week, no note, no posts!

Me: I know, I kind of disappeared—

You: You could’ve DIED, and I wouldn’t have known! 

Me: Or I could’ve gone on vacation, but hey, tomato, tomahto, right? Continue reading “Spontaneous Staycation”

[Poetry] A Toast

Here’s to Cupid aiming his arrows accurately
To lost love being found.
Here’s to being nice (and a little naughty!)
For Santa all year ‘round.

Here’s to friendships, stretched thin from wear
Built up like a house of cards.
Here’s to friendships, triple knotted with care,
Built to last when things get hard.

Here’s to laughing on the couch with a glass of wine
To empty tissue boxes and sad love songs.
Here’s to enjoying the little moments of frozen time
To blasting the music and singing along. Continue reading “[Poetry] A Toast”