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(First posted here.) There are certain truths you can speak only to walls. The electric fan droned. So this is what it feels like. I stare at the microscope on the desk. The weight of years crashed into me like…
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(First posted here.) Hindi ko maalala kung saan ko nakilala si Ramon. Pinipilit ko maalala pero parang mental palos. Papasikatin ko ang mga salitang ‘yan. Mental palos. Kahapon limang beses ko ginamit ang salitang ‘kaybangis’ and what do you know,…
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(First posted August 21, 2011) And so if you’re going to do it, Dante, and if you know what it means to the world and to you, especially, then I’ll have you know that I have your back. But…
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(Thirty days starting August 21, 2011, I was to write something, anything, fictional. Most of these were studies for a novel.) Nobody will admit to the kinds of battles we have to fight these days. No one knows where…
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The idea is to look for shooting stars. And when you find it, you’ll find Everyone who never believed in you Still don’t, and never will Everyone who had faith in you Knew you had it in you all along…
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First posted on Facebook on January 30, 2011 at 2:54pm Two ways to look at it, really: [ONE\] I’m inside the back of a car, inside the trunk, and I’ve been struggling for seventy-odd years to get the hell out of…
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Well, why not? View full page here. (Originally posted over here.)
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This one I did under one hour for a poetry-reading session at U.P. I don’t know why I had to be there in the first place, but the night was over and the sentiment’s no less real. First posted noong…
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(Sinulat ko itong naive little gem nung high school, pero nai-upload ko lang sa sinauna kong blog noong Apr 13, 2004.) As black, murky liquid spewed out of the grendel’s* head, You begin to wonder for reasons yet unsaid, If all the…
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This was me in highschool. Pero ang gusto ko talagang malaman ay kung nasaan na si Mr. Joey Soliman.