Wednesday, April 30, 2008


Go around
a good friend's heart
on a bike.

Sunday, April 27, 2008


Allow the rain
to keep you company.

Believe in god again,
for that brief time
between stepping under the sun
and feeling its heat.

Saturday, April 26, 2008

Going Local

Thursday, April 24, 2008


Leave your head
at the desk
and dance.

without your face on.

without a mouth.

Feel the wind
going through your hair
without your hair
and without the wind.

even if the words
are coming out of surprising places.

Tuesday, April 22, 2008


Once a week,
switch the assigned places
at the dinner table
and listen to yourself finally speak.

Watch your parents
eat a bag of popcorn for dinner
and keep yourself from shouting
"Gerardo and Chita! Hoy! Husto na na!"


Look at the mirror
and mistake yourself
for a musclewoman
putting on make-up.

Ride a scooter and imagine
you're riding a harley.

Ride a harley and pretend
you're riding a scooter

and be surprised why people
are staring at you
the way a woman in a bouffant
is surprised that she's
still beautiful.


Imagine legions of the dead coming to life
Imagine legions of the living suddenly dead
Take a glass of water
and observe yourself waver
between thirst and contentment.

Do a favor
that's not really a favor
to a stranger
that's not really a stranger.

Imagine the daughter you could've been.
Be a son.

Sunday, April 20, 2008


Bitch around
about someone stupid
changing the face of your kid.

Make a promise
never to be proper
ever again.

Never give good meat
to a fucking vegetarian.

Kainin nyo na nga yang mga gulay nyo, punyeta.

Saturday, April 19, 2008


Wave your hands
at an imagined
unrequited love.

Don't stop until
he turns a corner,

or you lose hope,
or a fruit vendor
calls out your name
instead of mango, mango, mango.

Friday, April 18, 2008


I spend the day with that 19-year old
version of myself who ran across the field
in the middle of the night, flew straight into
a wall of petals, just before he was going
to lose his voice.

Wednesday, April 16, 2008


I measure myself against a tree.
Then I measure myself
against our family's marble floor.
Then I hide behind the white living
room curtains and pretend
I am two years old
and small enough to not speak,
and get lost.


Go to your father's garden
and pick the invisible flower
that only you have seen.


Monday, April 14, 2008

Changing Faces

Shifting gears. Looking back.
Wanting so desperately to change the bed sheets of an old old room.
But sleeping in it, nonetheless.
And dreaming.
And waking up to a summer garden that's insistent, insistent with love.
Love! hahaha

Tuesday, April 01, 2008

Let's Dance!

Long overdue. Here goes!

(Sorry, I still don't know how to link! hahaha)