family, tell me why you teach every ounce of sadness as sin– not biting an apple– it’s death like placing a sea between us like leaving home
The days before my grandmother died, I looked through her drawers and cabinets in her tiny apartment and found old medical and legal documents that compiled everything my grandmother was. There was one journal I found, a notepad of yellow paper filled with Bible verses. Each page was dated, “Dec 2, … Read more
Marriage in Aringay The day my grandmother died, I found a legal document in her drawer, tucked away and folded neatly in a yellow, green, purple, and red beaded coin purse. It read: “Republic of the Philippines Municipality of Aringay La Union Office of the Local Civil Registration C … Read more
My poem, “Color My Tongue Tagalog,” is featured on KPFA Free Speech Radio Berkeley (94.1FM) Special Broadcast by Indo Pacific Radio: Pilipino Ourstory 2012: Martial Law (Legacy & Lessons). Check it out here! http://www.kpfa.org/archive/id/85602 More from Indo Pacific Radio: The 14 day archive is up on the KPFA website. We want to thank everyone … Read more
My life is made up of bad news, brokenness, fractures, etc. Writing, you need to help me put everything together– not again, but for the first time.
Mornings I still reach for you before opening my eyes. An antique habit from last summer when we pulled each other into the heat of groin and belly, slept with an arm around the other. The Texas sun was like that. Like a body asleep beside you. But when I open my eyes to the … Read more