‘”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 I know? And this is what I know… Continue reading “[Writer’s Quote Wednesday] What Do I Know?”
Can you hear me
All the words I cannot speak
Behind a strained smile sewed on
Like a porcelain doll.
Can you hear me
The muffled sobs in a corner
Because my tears would only
Burn them like acid rain. Continue reading “[Poetry] Are You Listening?”
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”
The first time I saw her
I knew I would hand her
My heart on a silver platter.
The first time she saw him
She gave everything to him
And my heart became the victim.
© Jade M. Wong 2016 Continue reading “[Poetry] Victim”
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.
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”
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?”
© Jade M. Wong 2016 Continue reading “[Poetry] Locked”
I start to erase your words from my skin.
I’ve come too far to let you win.
I will not succumb to your malevolence.
I will fight your hatred with my kindness.
© Jade M. Wong 2016 Continue reading “[Poetry] Breathing”
I’m sorry, I lied
All those days that you cried
I’m sorry, I yelled
When you only meant well
I’m sorry, I broke
Years of trust turned to smoke
I’m sorry, I ran
And threw away your hand Continue reading “[Poetry] Confession”