[Flash Fiction] Sing-Alongs, Impromptu Dances, and Smiles

This is where I started, on the cold streets of New York, with the subway station to my right and a homeless man to my left. For years, this view of concrete and brick was my view as I hopped on the A train away from Brooklyn. I had a corner of Manhattan where I set up my guitar and sign: PAYMENT ACCEPTED IN SING-ALONGS, IMPROMPTU DANCES, AND SMILES.

Every morning, I drew a crowd, singing, dancing and sprinting off to work. During the lunch hour, someone would offer me a hot cup of coffee. In the evenings, I packed up my guitar, wondering if Times Square would ever play my music. Continue reading “[Flash Fiction] Sing-Alongs, Impromptu Dances, and Smiles”

[Poetry] His Song

The drums were his voice,
Calm waves by the seaside
The piano was the way he’d
Always defend me with pride
The violin was the first time
He leaned in to kiss me
But my favorite part about his song
Was how it played for eternity.

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

[Poetry] Her Song

Her laugh was the melody
Wind chimes in the breeze
The harmony was the way she’d
Win every argument with ease
The chorus was the first time
She whispered she loved me
But my favorite part about her song
Was how it played for eternity.

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