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.

Sunday, July 30, 2017


The tragedies of our existence reinforce the poignant and wistful beauty of fleeting moments.

 Farewells and endearments left unsaid.
The lingering memory of those long gone.
The aching remorse of regrets.
The fading loveliness of the dying.

This is the yoke of the living.

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

Friday, November 6, 2015


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


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.