Monday, May 25, 2020

A Poem for My Son

mother and son

I used to write short poems when I was in grade school. In fact, I got an invitation to join a conference in Washington D.C. from 20 years ago. Since I was a young and competitive student back then and missing school wasn’t a great idea, I wasn’t able to go since the conference was scheduled in August 2000.

Monday, February 17, 2020

Lost in Pain (from my Father's Death)


One of the worst things that could happen to a daughter just happened to me. And for the first time in my life, I have no idea how to deal with such pain... a pain that’s slowly poisoning me and the people around me.