She set down her backpack and stepped gingerly onto the rocks in the middle of the river. The current was gentle here, so it was as good a place as any to rest. Stretching out her skinny legs, she splashed her parched face with the cool refreshing water. They said she was crazy to think of running away.
“You got 434 acres of countryside that way and a highway that extends five miles the other way before you reach another house. Where you gonna go, girlie?” Continue reading “[Flash Fiction] A Dangerous Combination”
The first brick
You said hello
The second brick
In your pale eyes
The third brick
Your hand cold
Like the thrill
Of the first snow
Catching my fingers
And now, I’ve lost count
Of the broken bricks
Of a sky-high wall
© Jade M. Wong 2017 Continue reading “[Poetry] Broken Bricks”
1st day was screaming in a soundproof room-
Buried alive in my silent tomb.
2nd day was setting the world on fire-
Burning the memories stacked on a pyre.
3rd day was floating with nowhere to go-
In a crimson river as cold as snow.
I’m starting to feel okay.
© Jade M. Wong 2017 Continue reading “[Poetry] The 100th Day”
She was tired of their fake concerns
And promises that weren’t true.
So she looked in the mirror and said,
“From now on, I’ll take care of you.”
© Jade M. Wong 2016 Continue reading “[Poetry] Look After You”
She was a good girl,
But he mistook her for weakness
And played with her heart.
So to the tune of
Her heart shattering in pieces
She ripped him apart.
© Jade M. Wong 2016 Continue reading “[Poetry] Mistake”
“Leave me alone,” Love spat as she curled up on the couch.
Pain silently refilled Love’s glass of wine.
“I said, leave me alone!” Love dissolved into choking sobs. She wrapped her arms around herself for protection. With a gentle touch of his finger, Pain shattered the shield like glass. Continue reading “[Poetry] Stronger”
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”
PART 1: THE CHOOSING
The first few days, I was super excited. They told me, a teddy like me would be picked in no time. I had all the qualities of a great teddy too: soft brown fur, plush cottony underbelly, and the heart of a fighter. I knew any kid out there would be lucky to have me. That’s what they said.
After the first few weeks, they said not to worry, because the best teddies always get picked last. I wasn’t worried. I knew I would get picked soon. I could feel it in my seams.
After the first few months, I stopped feeling it. I saw a lot of good teddies get picked up off the shelves, given a nod of approval, and taken home to the kids they’d protect no matter what. It’ll be your turn soon, they said.
I don’t know when I stopped counting, but eventually I just spent my time, slumped on the shelf. All it took was a little leaning back, a little feeling of hopelessness, and ta-da, one teddy slumped at the back of the shelf, away from all eyes of rejection. Continue reading “[Short Story] Fighter. Protector. Teddy.”
*First time trying a concrete poem. There is a reason my can’t-draw-to-save-my-life self has never drawn a concrete poem before. Exhibit A: (above) If I squint my eyes hard enough, I thiiink I can see a turtle.
Some days, the warmth of you beside me
Was all the warmth I got.
Some days, I swore I’d always need you
Until the day I did not.
© Jade M. Wong 2016 Continue reading “[Poetry] One Day, I Woke Up”
“I have too many fantasies to be a housewife. I guess I am a fantasy.”
When I was born, they had my life planned out for me. It was the life of all the girls that had come before me.
When I was a child, they taught me to say “please” and “thank you”. They taught me to slow down when I ran like the wind and to smooth out my yellow sundress because it shouldn’t be wrinkled.
When I was a teenager, they taught me that two cups of water for every one cup of rice was the most important math formula I needed to know. They taught me that I didn’t know what I wanted in a boy, and that I was not to worry because they knew the perfect boy for me when the time came. Continue reading “[Writers Quote Wednesday] Maybe I’m The Fantasy”
The lion prowled, padded paws whispering on the grass
His mane soft, his claws glinting
No one messes with the king.
The lion kept guard, watching over his domain
From the fields to the edge of the cliffs
He had control over everything.
The lion was proud, always protecting his pride
Always demanding reverence
My heart was nothing more than his plaything.
© Jade M. Wong 2016 Continue reading “[Poetry] The Lion”
Remember not to compare yourself to strangers on the internet.
Remember that Alan Rickman was a struggling 40-something stage and TV actor when cast in his first breakthrough film.
Remember that there is no magic cure… Continue reading “Reminders”