Blog

My mom says I don’t write enough, and I agree. So here is my third blog. I was impatient with the first two, and not as comfy with the computer as I am now. I used to write better than I do. This is my exercise. Maybe it will help improve my writing, lengthen my life, or at least entertain you while I strain for immortality!

April 2016

BAGONG KOTSE

By | April 13th, 2016|

Bahala nang mabagal pa sa bisikleta Bahala nang nauna pa yung naglalakad Bahala nang walang ma-parkingan sa bahay Gusto ko ng bagong kotse Bahala nang magkautang-utang panghabambuhay Bahala nang nalulustay ang gasolina ko Bahala nang [...]

PA-GOOD BOY

By | April 12th, 2016|

May mamang dumating sa aming opisina May inabot na supot na’ng nilalaman ay kuwarta Tanong ko “s’an ‘to galing, at para po saan” Sagot niya “wag ka na, magpa-Good Boy ka lang diyan Basta Good [...]

On “neo-ethnic”

By | April 12th, 2016|

(Written as an introduction to Agnes Locsin’s book on neo-ethnic dance) INTRODUCTION: how to describe a flow Mea culpa  Agnes Locsin asked me to write this introduction because as far as we both know I [...]

The Waiting Shed That Once Was

By | April 12th, 2016|

Davao City International Airport, April 20, 2003 Through the glass wall of the 2nd-floor arrival area one can see the waiting shed that once was. The roof is gone and all that remains is a [...]

Grassy Thoughts

By | April 12th, 2016|

Marijuana is not for everybody. Just like any other substance whether natural or synthetic, legal or illegal, it’s not for everybody. Some people just get sleepy. Some just get hungry. Some laugh uncontrollably over the stupidest [...]

someone call my mama

By | April 12th, 2016|

there is sense if you can sense it hidden meanings in the leaves old utensils from her kitchen someone call my Mama smoke that furrows brow and burrows deep into alveoli steam the veggies, crunch [...]

Bugtong ng Timakats

By | April 12th, 2016|

Anomaly, anomalia Anong animal ang sugapa? Nagpapanggap maharlika, Ninanakawan ang kapwa. Ano? Mali? Animal ka! Hindi hayop, Tao pala.

Moon Song

By | April 12th, 2016|

The moon is a mirror to the sun Reflecting down on me No need to try, no ambition It simply is, you see In gentle night comes gentle light Reflecting down on me No magic [...]

When We Return

By | April 12th, 2016|

We may not remember There is no recall Maybe we come back To a life of flesh and bone Maybe we are born to love So love is where we go When we return It [...]

Why only 1 National Hero?

By | April 12th, 2016|

(Thoughts while waiting for my spot at Fiesta Rizalista) Having only 1 official anything in an archipelagic culture is definitely a divide-and-conquer colonizing tactic don’t you think? It ranks alongside the inappropriateness of having among the [...]