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Rage
It’s not only to crush
You under the
Soles of my
Feet
But to erase you
And your
Shadow
So that nothing
Remains
Even memories of your
Being here
It’s not only to
Have you
Gone
Piece-by-piece
That will satisfy me
I must eat you
Whole
Sinigang
This is how you make sinigang:
Take a kilo of buto-buto,
wash it under running water.
Use your fingertips
to grope each piece
for stray shards of bone,
and don’t be shy about it.
In a pot, pour enough water
so the meat just peeks
through the surface.
Put the burner on low
so...
Imbalance, A Brief History of
I.
2 a.m. is odd
for a doctor’s appointment
but the phallic paintings help
with the anxiety. “He treats famous men,”
was the receptionist excuse
for the schedule and interior.
“You’re in good hands,”
did not assure me.
The door opened,
‘is it my turn?’
Let this grimace
be the first symptom.
II.
I touched the foil
it...
Escape from time
I flow from this book you gave
in the last of the under fifteen
minutes. Me over my head,
like a shocked reader
of those backward zeroes
printed in the purchase receipt:
in love with the lola magic
over the bridge I couldn’t pull out,
play nor call a trick to...
Shooting Star
If one looks closely into the night sky,
and spot, by chance, these flying balls of fire,
a wondrous sight for the naked eye,
a heavenly transcendence of one’s earthly desire;
a broken space rock’s fallen debris
which acquainted with the earth’s atmosphere,
blazing through, the speed of unimaginable...
Poem #2: Numbers
They’re everywhere.
When you’re born: 7/24/1997
Age: 20 years old
Deadlines: 11:59pm, October 10, 2018
Grades that fluctuate: 94 to 60; 5.0 to 1.0
First salary: P16,000
Damn bills, taxes: P5,000 for electricity??!?!
Properties: 1
Relatives: 156
Christmas party giveaways: P50.00 for each child??!?!
Speed limit on the highway: Don’t go beyond 100!!!
Doctor’s...
