Ghost of a Kung Pao Chicken – Part 1

I'm a server at an Americanized Chinese restaurant. This is based on real experiences: The news confirmed the first local cases on a Tuesday evening, but Nel and Caroline read the news on Wednesday. Nel’s fingers throbbed from the wrong weight of bowling ball as his phone buzzed relentlessly with message after panicked message until … Continue reading Ghost of a Kung Pao Chicken – Part 1 →

“However Many” – Day 7 of National Poetry Month

However many years without a way to feel We’ll be alright However many years without That guiding light Morning after morning, here I cry Another day, another try However many nights of failing There’s always more However many people hurt There will still be more Morning after morning turns to night And forgiveness passes by … Continue reading “However Many” – Day 7 of National Poetry Month →