What Is Your Name?

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How do you call yourself
when no one, not even you,
listens?

Where do you find the words
when everything escapes your
thoughts?

What stories come to life
when images are no longer
real?

When do you stop hearing
what who always calls your name
says?

How do you begin again?

Rofel G. Brion
Rofel G. Brion
Rofel G. Brion is professor of interdisciplinary studies, literature, creative writing and popular culture at the Ateneo de Manila University. He writes poetry and prose in English and Filipino, and coaches writers online (rbrion@ateneo.edu).

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