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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