[Writer’s Quote Wednesday] What Do I Know?

‘”We could change this whole world with a piano
Add a bass, some guitar, grab a beat and away we go
I’m just a boy with a one-man show
No university, no degree, but lord knows
Everybody’s talking about exponential growth
And the stock market crashing and their portfolios
While I’ll be sitting here with a song that I wrote
Saying, love could change the world in a moment
But what do I know?”

— Ed Sheeran, What Do I Know? —

Of all the songs in Ed Sheeran’s new album, this is the one that stayed with me, and I wanted to share the lyrics with you guys for this week’s Writer’s Quote Wednesday. 

We may not all be musicians, but that’s not the point, is it? The question here is, what do know? And this is what I know… Continue reading “[Writer’s Quote Wednesday] What Do I Know?”

[Flash Fiction] A Different Planet

Her little fingers pressed each key carefully. “Daddy, when is mommy coming home? I want her to hear me play.”

Her voice was as melodious as the simple nursery rhyme she was practicing on the piano. “Not for a long time, sweetheart, but Daddy’s listening. ‘Mary Had A Little Lamb’, right?”

“It’s mommy’s favorite.” She paused at the off-key note. Continue reading “[Flash Fiction] A Different Planet”

[Poetry] Three Months

One Month
The sun is shining, but I can’t see it.
The dirt’s been scrubbed, but I still feel it.
The room is silent, but I still hear him.

Two Months
I remember the rocks shredding my skin, but he’s okay.
I remember the blood staining my legs, but he’s okay.
I remember my screams bouncing off him, but he’s okay. Continue reading “[Poetry] Three Months”

[Poetry] Locked

He asked me how I forgot him so quickly.

I replied, “I put our memories in this box and locked it with a key.”

“I see,” he said as he touched the warm mahogany wood. His fingers, coarse and strong, brushed against the lid where the metal padlock stood. With a click, the lid opened. “I thought you said it was locked with a key?”

“It was.”

© Jade M. Wong 2016 Continue reading “[Poetry] Locked”