Revived a previously inactive blog. Now it houses most of my poetry, short fiction, essays and other rough drafts. Please do check out PLANKTON POLKA at http://enuhskiwritings.blogspot.com :D

there is a brightly colored ball ( Read more... )

Now and then, a long ( Read more... )

okay, read these poems out loud (no cutesy performance antics from this one, not a born entertainer, haha) at last monday's happy poetry reading night.

street cannibalism

craving the city
is an incurable disease,
can accommodate
a transient need for food
(just as there are places
in the city
that accommodate
desperate groping and
fleetingsex)
the balut* eggs ( Read more... )

the ritual of washing hair ( Read more... )

He scratches out lines ( Read more... )

nasasanay na ata ang katawan kong hindi maging gahaman sa tulog
tumilaok ang alarm clock ko, at walang pag-aalangan na bumangon ako
hindi gaya dati na parang estatwa ako, nakayakap sa asong unan ko
magandang magising ng umaga, iniisip kong sumaglit sa mcdo
para sa walang kapantay na hash brown nila
o kaya panoorin ang mga batang naglalaro sa labas
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she is often told
by mama, by inang
that it is her greatest asset
like the river it should
flow down to her shoulders
uninterrupted,
light should create
rippes, and
the glints should dance
like fireflies

use it to enchant a man,
they coax her,
but do not return his gaze.
he will go mad
at the possibility
of the touch and scent of it -
he will not forget you...
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kakagising ko pa lang. hello world, almost 2 pm na pala.

ang weird ng panaginip ko, parang umikot kay kyle chandler (early edition), isang expanded starbucks katips (yung may 2nd floor), mga parang importanteng taong nakakasalubong ko tuwing paakyat ako ng hagdan at dapat may ginagawa ako dahil importante kung sino sila at kung ano pinag-usapan ( Read more... )

A poem born out of rage ( Read more... )