Like shoes that pinch my toes
And socks stretched so thin
They tear into holes,
Like jeans that will not rise
No matter how much I shimmy
Them over my thighs,
Tag: self love
[Poetry] A Heart
I know what lurks beneath
The rippling muscles and silky hair,
I know what’s underneath
The sultry eyes and the way they stare.
He said I was too sweet,
Too trusting and too prim,
But at least I have a heart that beats
And I can’t say that for him.
© 2020 Jade M. Wong
Read More »[Poetry] Ingredients To My Poetry
The love is for all those whose hearts
Are tough from being torn apart
By heartbreak’s touch, by betrayal’s agony,
And are too scared to once again start.
The strength is for all those whose nights
Are full of terrors and invisible frights,
Who spend their days enduring silently
To stay alive in an endless fight.
Reminders
Remember not to compare yourself to strangers on the internet.
Remember not to let the numbers—of likes, of followers, of zeros on a check—make you feel like you are less than, because you are not. You are enough.
Remember your dreams are valid.Read More »
[Poetry] To All My Sisters, Shine
They tried to dim her light
With taunts,
With words,
With trying to make
Her feel ignored.
But she had a light
Born of stardust
And moonbeams,
As bright as the sun,
As undying as a dream.Read More »
[Poetry] Heavy
The weight of your world
On my shoulders
Placed there with good intentions
And tough love,
The weight of your hopes
And dreams
Bending my back
Eternally,Read More »
[Poetry] Asian-American
When I was a child, being Asian-American meant breaking wooden chopsticks over a noodle lunchbox, sunny yellow dresses to bring out the sunny yellow of my skin, and laughing with my colorful classmates because we didn’t know yet we were different.
When I grew older, being Asian-American meant seeing for the first time my father’s oil-stained hands from days of toil, and my mother’s quiet strength as she built a home in the middle of a strange language.Read More »