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Name Jennifer Hom Blog
Location San Francisco
First post 2008

Jennifer Hom began life as a Chinese American girl in suburban Long Island, New York. As a minority with few friends, she found happiness in drawing fairies, unicorns, magical flying unicorns, princesses, and flowers. With the help of a terribly optimistic mother, she used her countless drawings of magical beings to enroll at the Rhode Island School of Design. Now graduated with a BFA in illustration and a sweet gig at Google, she managed to find a home with climate control. She is still Chinese American, but wants to be a Broadway star.

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6,986.1 mi

It isn’t even the Pacific ocean

nor the outlying continents,

not the miles and miles of outsretched land

not the mill of colorful people 

that separates us that irks me the most

it is this wretched circumstance 

Of seeing your face but not being able to trace it with my fingertips

To decipher tones of your voice

or relish your “hahaha’s”and smileys

but never being able to catch that curving of your lips

at the corners

or see that boyish glint in your eyes

Knowing that you can read every line

but not feel the full weight of it

the emotions behind it nor the blush that passes

not even the throb that begins 

autonomously all by the changing color of a dot

from grey to green. 

My words serve me well 

never to betray my longing

But still to dream of my embrace 

but not feel that warmth

To dream or wish for dreams

with no guarantee of being realized

is enough distance.

Miles are only numbers in my head. 

But these things, 

these things keep me from you.

Until that bridge is built 

All I can do is wait.

What I’m doing right now…

Oh yessss!

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