My bae NikonWhy do we not hang out as much?Do you miss my touch,Like I miss your clicksAnd beautiful pics? We used to play with kidsAnd go on long hikesRemember that time we bikedFrom BKK to Chiang Mai? Inseparable for nearly five yearsOh, how we traveled!Cambodia! đ°đLaos! đ±đŠVietnam! đ»đłMalaysia! đČđŸ Riding the MekongClimbing Doi InthanonAnd… Continue reading Ninth-Year Anniversary
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Empty-nesting
SILENCE!Insatiable appetiteOnly get bite-size piecesSometimes morningsNever night Canât wait to developThe âsyndromeâFor empty homeI prayThere is no cure Remedying by showeringBy singingBy peeingDoors openEvery. Freaking. Chance. I. Get. This illusionOf confusion post scrammingDoesnât make a lickOf senseTo me Birds kick them outPractically SHOUTGo away!Spread your wingsAnd freaking fly already. Smh. I donât get momsWho hang… Continue reading Empty-nesting
Poems X 3
Aroi mak mak mak First meal with chopsticksPicks a noodle dish.Fish? No. Just chicken,Pickinâ from menu Spicy, creamy stockChock full oâ noodles,Oodles of lemon,Swimminâ in milky ⊠Whatâs that? Coconut.Subtle. And aroi!Khao soi, savoryFlavor queen of north ââ- The canal below Damn dam roars nightly,Timely, still shocking,Talking over itLiterally hard View is so stunningSunny, cool… Continue reading Poems X 3
The differently-abled & Say that again (2-poem prompt)
The differently-abled My mother always said,âIt takes all kinds to make the world go âround.â Usually, she said it sarcastically,But sometimes,She meant it seriously, Like when we boxed Christmas cookiesFor volunteer firemen,And city crews,And garbage men. âIt takes all kinds to make the world go âround,â sheâd say. Otherwise, I might never have consideredHow sewers… Continue reading The differently-abled & Say that again (2-poem prompt)
Last time I lied
Taking the standI raised my handAnd swore to tell the truth But deep insideI knew Iâd tryTo protect my good friendâs youth The attorney pliedAs I criedAnd memories came rushing in What he couldnât seeInside of meWas why heâd truly never win Yes, I knew I wroteTwo years agoWhy sheâd pulled the wheel But it… Continue reading Last time I lied
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