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Pagbabago

There is a strange new smell from somewhere, wafting through the half-open window. There is another crease on my mother’s forehead, and my father’s laughter has lost yet another strain of surety, almost inaudible. And on a wall in my room, a spidery crack has just appeared.
I go home to a house that, like a [...]

Posted 26 August 2010 § Anecdotes ‡ Comments (0) °

Friday evening kitsch

Look at you. You’re so cool standing there like that guy in that toothpaste TV ad. Sucking air through your teeth. Staring into the glass and thinking, Why the fuck am I here? You’re thinking, This is how Elvis did it.
You gaze across the maddening hyperspace and still, she’s on the bar stool. She laughs [...]

Posted 13 May 2010 § Stories And Sketches ‡ Comments (0) °

Waiting for the climax

Usually, it arrives late: the epiphany
Just after I’ve slain a horde of deadwood, met
A dozen dead ends
And nibbled the noon dust, it comes
Fashionably late and hopelessly futile.
Its face the insipid face
Of my defeat.
Often it kisses me
But only after I’ve dug deep into the mire
And traded my soul with the pebbles
I now toy in my hand [...]

Posted 13 May 2010 § Verses ‡ Comments (0) °

Texticles

Sometimes words play trick or treat
Their gnomic, mischievous smiles are helixes
Unskeined
On my blank page;
But when
They do emerge from their cryptic tunnels
They are Midas’ herd, silvered, gossamer
Like a kiss, wet, on my seared skin.
Sometimes my pen salivates; I understand the urge
But not the deft interplay of dark and light—
Why tether them to my finite fancy
When boundless [...]

Posted 13 May 2010 § Verses ‡ Comments (0) °

Fly drowning in a soup of oysters

Within the lungs’ core, the last gasp
Is plucked; the eyeballs’ frenzied stare,
The minute, fevered breath that stains
The aroma of an otherwise piquant
Soup, is monument of trauma
While the thickening froth furthers its death
This fly
Is me in a day of lethargy.
Shoot to the black, this mind
Is free but wanting—serve
And feed my narcissism whose source
Of fancy fathers my [...]

Posted 13 May 2010 § Verses ‡ Comments (0) °