His Last Year
Wednesday, November 22, 2017
Second Wind
In the dream, I asked him, "Pa, how do I become strong like you?"
Upon waking up, I realized it was one of the most honest things I've said in the past few years.
On
a pauper's tale,
family,
life
Sunday, July 30, 2017
Wednesday, May 17, 2017
Locker Room Lock Your Room
And I hate the guy using locker 51
because I want to have him
to be him
and I could never have him
or be him
I am stuck with me
wretched and wrecked
and lonely
On
a pauper's tale,
gym,
hate
Friday, November 6, 2015
Ghosts
Yes, my darling, you can dance soulfully and cause the world to pause and wait with bated breath. But this stage was meant for singers and the spectators came in search of a different death: they came for the swan song to set both heart and soul aquiver before a final silence. Away, therefore, we must away to the shadows where the shadows shall be the mute audience of our mournful plie before we crumple like marionettes riven from their strings.
Friday, October 23, 2015
Langyaw
Unya, Spiral, giunfriend naman ka niya. Husto na. Mao na ni ang saktong panahon na imung ipadayun ang imong pamagdoy aning dalan sa kinabuhi. Taas-taas pa kag baktason busa biyai na ang tanang kahimangod ug tanang kasakit. Labaw sa tanan, kat-una ang pagpasaylo sa imong kaugalingon sa imong pagkaulipon sa gugmang walay balos.
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