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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...

Ang isinumpang luntiang langit ni Ryan V. Labana

Nagpapausok na naman ang mga kapre– ‘Yung mga dambuhalang pabrikang nakatapak sa dating luntiang lote.   Hindi ko man marinig ngunit animo’y umiiyak, Itong bago kong pananim na sinasakal ng lupang bitak-bitak.   Walong gabi’t siyam na umaga na ang nakalipas, Hindi na ako makapaghintay sa pagbukas ng mga dahon...

1945 by Raphael Salise

I lied when I said “I’ll be home soon, don’t you worry about me” I just didn’t want to hear you burst into tears through the receiver for it would also rain down my cheeks under the shadow of my helmet.   I lied when I said “Victory is ours” after two nights and awake-up the only thing that...

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PRAYING YOUR WILL?

There you go again,Praying for yourCreature comforts.Brain’s drying up,I see,Though summer’sNot been around That long.Seasons haveTheir uses,Did you know.Summer is so thatFlowers can growAnd bees...

War Has a Special Currency

Among the rubble was a bloodied coinWhich they found in the hand of a dead boy,Held in the hand that should have clasped a...

Loonpoem

Under the broken streetlamp a Loonpoem struggles to be born In the ruins. Her voice cried As the earth cracked open And Our Lady of Light came Tumbling down. The selfsame...

Butterfly

Do not catchA butterfly With your hands,Especially not A white oneEven with itsEver so slightStreaks of black. You might Damage itsDelicate wingsAnd it can Never fly again.Catch it, rather,With...