Have you ever been stunned at how perfectly a song captured exactly what you were feeling at that exact moment in your life and you wondered if the songwriters were somehow watching you because how else could the song be so emotionally perfect?
And then you replay the song over and over because it’s exactly what you needed to remind you that you are not alone, your feelings are valid, and not to give up.Read More »
The weight of your world
On my shoulders
Placed there with good intentions
And tough love,
The weight of your hopes
And dreams
Bending my back
Eternally,Read More »
When I was a child, being Asian-American meant breaking wooden chopsticks over a noodle lunchbox, sunny yellow dresses to bring out the sunny yellow of my skin, and laughing with my colorful classmates because we didn’t know yet we were different.
When I grew older, being Asian-American meant seeing for the first time my father’s oil-stained hands from days of toil, and my mother’s quiet strength as she built a home in the middle of a strange language.Read More »
Let Dreams grow,
For like life,
They flourish with care
And decay with strife.
Let Dreams grow,
For if they die,
Beside their ashes,
Humanity will lie.
I close my eyes
That are finally dry
And tilt my face to the sky.
I feel the wind
I can finally smile
Knowing one day you and IRead More »
Wrinkled by the sun,
Still a beauty outdone by none.
© Jade M. WongRead More »
We met when we were fourteen—
An untamable butterfly of a girl,
A girl hiding from herself,
And me, a shy, bookish dreamer.
We grew up over the next ten years—
A young woman flying too high,
A young woman lied to by love,
And me, a young woman in the shadows.Read More »
Laughter rings in one corner
Of card games and revelry,
In another corner, gossip
Is exchanged with cups of tea.
Golden mandarins are piled
Next to plates of unfinished food,
And incense slowly burns,
Trailing serenity through the room.Read More »
Running through sprinklers
On a summer day in the park,
Seeing stars in the sky
Instead of the dark.
Looking at the world
Through rose-colored eyes,
Believing I could be anything
Before life showed me otherwise.Read More »
Here’s to Cupid aiming accurately,
To true love being found.
Here’s to being nice (and a little naughty!)
For Santa all year ’round.
Here’s to keeping our heads up high,
When we’re crawling in the dirt.
Here’s to friendships that last for life,
And to family that doesn’t hurt.Read More »
