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Indignation as Elegy

An elephant without a face greeted me on Facebook today, his trunk and tusks hacked away by poachers eager for ivory. At first I thought it was a watermelon sliced in half, mistaking the pinkish blood for the pulpy flesh of succulent fruit. Why bother to extract excessive teeth and risk being...

Two Poems

ELEGY I am trying to catch the best of Life as lived with my grandchildren I am trying to comprehend death When I see humans good as dead As a sudden explosion transforms A house of healing Into grim inferno of the dead and the dying And wounded children wailing Desperately looking For...

Along the Astral Sky

For that one person that I never met,why does my heart feel so shallow?you take a huge portion of my soulyet somehow we never crossed paths. The whole universe stops when I imagineyou making dreams better than all realities.Two entities dazzling in the void...

Gantsilyo

Yarn, like stemsWinding around a steel bough. Shaped into something different,Gloves, a scarf – a present
For your absentee mother. Stalks pulled apart by tensionWith lasting curls,
Never returning to what it was.

Planting Season

They start when the sunlight isstill soft. They wear their sarok, farm’subiquitous item. From afar, theylook like banana plants that sag at the weightof their bulky fruits. I can’t fully hear theiroccasional conversation. Maybe they talkabout fixing their lone radio, which spurtsout nothing...

Bloodsheds on the Rainbow

Delivered from the lights of heavenand strolling earth with the likeness of Godsuppressed by society’s sanctioned sinsconvulsing norms and gospel’s grounds Mother of many but with no wombhands are dainty as the flowers in Mayholding the bodies on the bloody paradeFlags torn down on...

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(free) will

The universe has no idea how powerful its inhabitants are. With will given, they are free to live on their own. What privilege has this earth...

Sa Katawang Nagbubuhat, Bumubuhat

(-kay Hidilyn Diaz) ‘Tong isport kong‘di ‘sinsikat ng básketból Pagsasanay sa pagbuhat ng mabigát Ilang kilo’t ilang timbang, búhat lahát Nakakintal, sa katawan ‘tong paghukóm.   ‘Tong paghukom, sa masel...

MAOMAG PRINCE*

(Philippine Tarsier Foundation in Loboc, Bohol) Charles, next in lineTo the throne of England,Held him: Palm-sized proto-simian,Tiny tea saucers for eyes,Mouth with needle teeth, More ancient than...

Slaughterhouse Poems

When My Father Passed Away This theater is a slaughterhouse where filaments of grief are too shifty to cut, amusing guests who come  along with gestures broadly understanding what brought them...