Is your revenge justifiable? — Do you bulldoze the garden bed to find the slug who ate your leaf? Do you poison the river to catch the eel? Your anger. Your bombs. Your explosions. Your hurt ignites an inextinguishable flame so fiery, it blisters your eyes, your soul. And anyone who gets in your way…

A Mango Pie Memoir — You must taste my mother’s mango pie. A billowy mouthful of entrancing flavour. A melody of levitating music tickling your tongue with the tangy taste of that tropical fruit and caressing your gastric rapture with a creamy meringue cloud of divine epicurean bliss. You get what I mean. It was a pie no one ever forgets. Once…

Gardening can teach you patience. Who would’ve thought that the first bloom of my peony would catapult me into exhilaration. Me, who detests smudging my knees with grass stains. Me, who abhors dirt-stuffed fingernails. I am mortified by creepy creatures and squirmy worms. I have yet to learn patience a…

Listen only to the wise wind whisper and to the tranquil trees’ tales who speak of the prudent Potter and the soothing song of the whales.

It comes so unexpectedly, the drumming in my chest, in the elevator, on the bus, amidst a crowded mess.

As I sip my pumpkin spice tea A gush of gratitude engulfs me

Bathe in the heavenly light Let it lather you with peace Soothe the worry wrinkles Camped on your forehead And add a beam to your lips

In the morning of your life You look to the sunrise With promise of noble intention Caring for those in need of attention Spreading hope of…

Put one foot forward And then the next Though you know not where you’re going Or how you’ll survive the trek