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“Kasumpa-sumpa ang maging Pilipino sa panahong ito…”
Anong pag-ibig o pagpapakasakit?
Anong paglilingkod o pagtitiis?
basket of angry and mute kittens
silence speaks nothing — To be consumed by words until they come stumbling out, arranged and resonant, unwilling to bow to the closure of strict lips. What is that? Where is it– I’ve written copies, and rallies, and letters YET none of the words that reside in me have my heart, and I’m— Scared. SCARED…
I am furious: #MarcosBurial
I. that the soul of one person has been desecrated to dust should call to arms a nation’s heart and set fire to a world of sorrow but here we remain, the whole world burned. the grass is razed and the trees are fallen. there is no more fruit, there will be no more gain….
We crawl under our burdens for so long, with the things we carry in secret –but not. Raw, exposed, and undeniable, and denied. I will look back at this and remember that I survived.
if i should drown;
if i should drown; quotes for the many days if helplessly in love: L’amour est la poésie des sens. -Balzac I will do as devils do. Fall. -H.S. Leoch I’m sorry about the blood in your mouth. I wish it was mine. -Richard Siken, Little Beast You happened to me. You were as deep down…
(Bits of) Poetry: Three Points of Pressure
Sadness strikes again, sometimes, always. I wrote these many weeks back, in the silence.
Spoken Word: slr, flame-resistant
I should have been clearer from the start.
Love is happiness when your beloved is happy. There’s a twinkle in your eyes, it suffocates me — with warmth. You’re blushing. I’m blushing. I’m so incandescently happy for you. I’m also happy you exist. I have learned that you need not know someone to love them. But what I know of you I do…
your hand fits in mine
I measure my love of a person by how well their hands fit with mine. It’s the color of trust, the brightness of my life and my future in the safety of your palm. I would close my eyes and listen to my heart as it beats to the sound of your footsteps. You lead…