PhoenixMy mother never got to see her own dying mother one last time before she passed. Half a century later, she still carries with her the pain…May 13, 2022May 13, 2022
Normalizing what’s normal.I wasn’t going add to the backlash of criticizing a movie critic for his small-mindedness of not being able to “relate” to an animated film…Mar 14, 2022Mar 14, 2022
Death is remembering the numbersToday’s the 7th. 4 months. It’s been 4 months since Dad’s passing. 7th of February. 6 months and 6 days since I last saw him alive…Jun 7, 2021Jun 7, 2021
Mackenzie is missing her gong gong a lot this week.The day he was admitted to the hospital there was a single, lonely cloud that passed by our window, dropping little snowflakes all along…Apr 30, 2021Apr 30, 2021
I ride along in an ocean of griefI ride along in an ocean of grief bobbing in and out of waves. Sometimes it’s calm and I slip under in tears while the heaviness of…Feb 21, 20211Feb 21, 20211
In Remembrance of Chi Kwong FuChi Kwong Fu died peacefully on February 7, 2021 after battling complications from Covid-induced pneumonia. His family was by his side as…Feb 9, 2021Feb 9, 2021
An Ode to My Mother — the Patron Saint of Sewing MachinesMy mother was a garment worker that sewed pieces for pennies for the sweatshops of Chinatown. For decades, she sewed day and night…May 5, 2019May 5, 2019
weekend progression in digital poeticsaving grace quick to trace mind filled senses viewed synaptic glances in my brain snapshots when i’m with youMar 29, 2019Mar 29, 2019
