jet-blackmy get-up today, from the upperto the underwear:black shirt, the color of mourningon this loveliest of mornings.black denims, the hue of rue.black shoes and...
Translated by Nick Joaquin
TO THE CHILD JESUS
Why have you come to earth,Child-God, in a poor manger?Does Fortune find you a strangerfrom the moment of...
Buried in dishwater, Erika scrubbed hard on the cast-iron skillet that earlier contained beef caldereta. The grease showed no signs of letting go, and...