Monthly Archives: July 2020

Hear myself in the dark. Hear myself crying behind your back. I’ve starved of love, of affection. Days can be cruel, nights can be bluer. I’m haunted by this piece of the million pain. I’m abandoned in this field of … Continue reading →

Anxious lover, anxious fate. Of all the rumors I’ve heard, are your atypical behavior, your fickle-minded ways. You’ve written your story with symbols, without grace. Your hidden meanings are disguised as irrevocable beginnings. You may wear a mask, but underneath … Continue reading →

Floating, crossing the river that’s Amburayan*. I’ve submerged all my miseries underneath. This pair of hands touched the cold waters, Intoxicating myself and refreshing. What pleasure to kiss. What daytime to miss. The other island is dry. I’m not going … Continue reading →

Slumber is not my lover when I shut my eyes later at the strike of the night’s 10:30. I exhaust, I deplete, I use my feet to run more distance that I can run. But slumber isn’t my lover. Music … Continue reading →

Shifting, transferring from one major field to another. The details of your exit, details of entering to the newly accepted endeavor, leads to either you questioning how to start again, asking yourself if you can do more. These are normal … Continue reading →

you walk. you keep on walking. you escape. you escape from home. you think. you keep on thinking. you want to write. to eagerly write. but there are no words. there are no words to write. your mind is blank. … Continue reading →

dangerous, that being. that powerful. lesser boys and lesser girls have no control. followed that. followed on and on. pushed them. punished them. that anger. angered at nights, angered at mornings, angered without cause. houses torn, houses burned. forced to … Continue reading →

We stood, facing each other, one meter apart. With our silence, our proximity is awkward. Our only messages are secretly playing in our thoughts. Penetrating our shame from each other. We are frozen, stuck on our feet, as our eyes … Continue reading →

You painted a blue haze. You painted it so well, so magnificent. How I’d enter it, a realm of scattered debris. Floating in my thoughts, like objects in a space without gravity. You painted a blue haze, where you locked … Continue reading →

The sound of a stranger is like water dripping from your plastic faucet. It tickles my tendons, triggers my blood pressure, entices my eyesight, just a favorite intimacy between me and my poor solitude.   2020