whilst every brown boy and his mother leaf through the beauty of local girls,
I sit rudely in the scorching sun daring him to turn me darker still.
they’re checking the boxes that define perfection—
milky skin against ebony locks, submissive eyes.
but they lump me separately—
too much fire for a family so obviously dry. Continue reading “[Writer’s Quote Wednesday] Dark Kali”
As red as a wildfire, impossible to tame,
Or the curve of her lips when she whispered his name.
As blue as the ocean, calm and composed,
Or her eyes when he confessed he needed her most.
As purple as the amethyst hugging her finger,
On the day they promised each other forever.
© Jade M. Wong Continue reading “[Poetry] Their Colors”
He was not a man of many words
But he was a man of eloquence
For he meant every word he said
Thought he waxed no poetry nor elegance.
He would never speak the words “I love you”
Love was forbidden for him to say
Instead, he was extremely fond of me
From this day to the end of his days.
© Jade M. Wong 2016 Continue reading “[Poetry] Extreme Fondness”