Nugget, I can say this a hundred times over and over again, and I know I have said this many times before, but adopting you was the best decision of my life. Well, technically I didn’t adopt you since I was at SD at the time so I never got to see you until mom… Read More To My Beautiful Canine Friend
This year, my 20th birthday fell on a Friday, in the midst of quarantine. Unlike any of my previous birthdays, this year my expectations were low. I miss my friends but because of the circumstances I understood that it would be impossible to meet my friends. It’s been a crazy transition since March. Classes moving… Read More My 20th Birthday in Quarantine
媽 (Ma), 我最近還好. (Wo zuijin hai hao) I’m doing okay recently. I know I was at a low last year but coming from that I’ve grown so much. You’ve helped me along the way and through that journey, I better understand you now. I understand us better too and got to learn more about family.… Read More Mom, I’m doing okay
At first I was going to title this Open Letter to Grandma but I realized that it’s not directed to her but mostly to myself so I wasn’t exactly sure how to title this article. And here’s a trigger warning in advance, which honestly a lot of my posts should include. To my beloved grandma,… Read More Grandma, I’m sorry I’m just not who I used to be
Lately, I’ve been thinking about what it means when someone says sorry and apologizes. And to be honest, the word doesn’t mean much to me. I guess when you say sorry, you acknowledged a wrong. But saying you’re sorry doesn’t change the fact that you’re not being sorry. If you’re sorry, act like you’re sorry.… Read More Sorry Means Nothing
2011 when I was eleven. When I was in 6th grade in Abu Dhabi. Here’s what made my eleven memorable. Lots of traveling. Lots of fun, without a worry. Just being young. Get ready for lots of pictures of my childhood! I flew to Turkey on a school field trip called “A Week Without Walls”… Read More What’s been your favourite age so far?
Hi Dad. I’m writing this to you but it’s not for you. It’s for me. Same thing as with mom’s letter. When it was the four of us. We were happy. But now because of circumstances, our family is separated by a great ocean of communication and measurable distance. I’m writing this first because I… Read More Open Letter to Dad
This might be the hardest thing to get myself to write just because of how hard it is to describe this part of myself from the perspective of someone outside of myself. But it’s so essential to who I am and really defines all of my behaviours that I need to find a way to… Read More Living with an Eating Disorder
Mom, this is more for myself than it is for you. In fact, I hope you don’t read this because I don’t want to come across as a rude daughter. But I want to be honest. You are the lead female role model in my life and not exactly the best role model to grow… Read More An Honest Letter to Mom
All White a candle, a flame goes out leaving a trail of smoke and disappears. a cloud, a drop falls down leaving puddles of rain gone by morning. a boot, a sole pushes on leaving forgotten footsteps masked by snow. Marching on, … Read More All White
For this week, I wrote two haikus to get in the season of fall. It’s getting colder which makes me want to swim more as well as stay home in the mornings and go on walks. (Which doesn’t ever happen now because I’m getting so busy) So here are my first attempts at making haikus.… Read More Autumn Haikus
Four thirty five. alarm goes off. out of bed. suit and parka on. Four forty five. in the car. speeding past red, green, white flash of light. Five fifty five. late already. cap and goggles strap them on. Five o’clock. from chilly air to freezing water no time to think dive right… Read More Dark Mornings
light green meadows of grass swaying in the wind. speckled with gentle dabs of pink, kissed by the warmth of yellow. the clunker trudged on gasping for life huffing grey and brown, bringing death itself. wheels churning and turning uprooting beauty and truth steel clinking and clanking crushing freedom and happiness. … Read More What the Wind Brings
I’m smiling I’m hurting. Living, breathing, heart-beating, Ears perked alert, I’m hearing sounds footsteps follow closely but I’m walking alone. I’m starving I’m eating. Chewing, swallowing, Yet unsatisfied. Hand in hand, I’m feeling the warmth Of cold hands. I’m swimming, Drowning in the dark sea. Walking along the same path, … Read More A Riddle for One
A street with no streetlights. Completely dark, masking the shadows of trees. The humming of insects Oscillating through the night. All is dark. All is quiet. It’s as if a blindfold has been cast Onto the beautiful moon. A cape of blackness veiling over the city As the city escapes into a dream.… Read More Night Running
Author’s note: I recently started taking poetry classes and this is my very first poem that I wrote. Enjoy! The Last Dance by Jacquelin Chen 8/25/2019 Life is a performance The world is a stage. The lights are on, The camera is rolling, I smile as all eyes are all on me. I… Read More The Last Dance
Ginseng for the Seoul 