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Poetry

Second Edition

for love and poetry: second edition ‘Your heart’s a maze … your love’s a riddle’ The second edition of #forloveandpoetry not only revisits the first edition which was published in […]
Second Edition

At Werner

Can I melt. right this moment?    Like a sculpted candle.  waxing and waning,   wary of your flickering smile.  wanting to caress every inch of you.  wallowing in mixed and dazed madness.  wafting in the […]
At Werner

Lockdown Reading

Despite what threatens between the two of us land-grabbed territories and disputed seas false promises, debt traps, missing antibodies I would have kissed you back, again and again If only […]
Lockdown Reading

Bark

Sunny eyes and gleaming teeth warm the still empty space in my room. Even in the middle of the night I hear the rumbling from his belly deep almost mimicking […]
Bark

Hello, eve

No evening is not a night of song as soon as the clock’s bow strikes the strings of my heart. I shall hum the last few lines of our au […]
Hello, eve

Note to shelf

But you couldn’t even read my mindeven if I were an open book, so to speak,a conduit for expletives and clichés if I were only, truly, as you imagined For […]
Note to shelf

Gibberish

You cannot sing your breath is gushing with water your lungs are pumping gasps instead of gas When love is a cube perfected extremes that stretch straight to the core […]
Gibberish

Quarter Past

Open the windows and let the scarce summer wind conjure figments and fragments distant memories. Remember how we were told to stay indoors from March until May only to let […]
Quarter Past

Northward

I am filled with your song, your intense serenade the happiness in your eyes grips me, seduces me, the sadness that you bring beckons me, calls my name, commands me, […]
Northward

Ode to Paper

Once more, I write on paper once more, I acquaint myself with an object so familiar with my eyes, nose, lips, fingertips and ears once more, I write on paper. […]
Ode to Paper

Two Worlds Apart

The dawn breaks again, tears two worlds apart— day from night, light from dark,  lip from lip, reality from reality, you from me.  There’s thunder in your arms, lightning in […]
Two Worlds Apart

In Passing

To write this part I don’t just sit back I sleep. I throw my pen and paper like I would fling about the covers and sheets let the dreaming begin […]
In Passing

Ode to Paper

Once more, I write on paper once more, I acquaint myself with an object so familiar with my eyes, nose, lips, fingertips and ears once more, I write on paper. […]
Ode to Paper

Words

Despite the golden calm in Singapore and the late afternoon midsummer sun, my fluttering, fleeting heart is flooding as if the hovering typhoon in all of Manila made landfall in […]
Words