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[For my hour, you give]

For my hour, you give me three seconds: countdown to when someone finally fires a gun. And I run. Straight. Fast. Only to circle back to this point: arrival/departure. An hour: months of silence. (I tell myself stop counting.) Blurred peripheries and cold…

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Second Flight

When at night they fly
the sky seems so much closer/

fragile. I open
palms to see if one would come

by the name of Icarus.

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Katipunan

I wanted to be the one who walks away so you can stare at my back. I’ve been looking at you for so long I already know what it means for shoulders to shiver not for the cold. But for a word. Remember me. I wanted to say wait for me. But I didn’t.

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[I don’t want to write]

I don’t want to write
if it means I have to remember each
and every word that triggers you.
Take for example, I could make a reference
to the star—but didn’t you ask me
once to explain to you a poem?
Or write something like I wanted
to talk to you because I find…

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[Don’t leave]

Don’t leave
when the rain comes
to steal/still words. Instead,
your shivering hand is enough
to tell— 

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Fool’s translation

One night, I sent you a link to a song I love.
A song about—at least for me—confusion in impending separation…
But maybe it’s my own way of letting you know the meaning of the word scared since you have no talent with that.
I made a mix tape with all the…

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[1. When your head rests]

1.
 
When your head rests on arms beside each other
on the table I will run my fingers through the short of your hair.
 
You will turn up to look at me.
 
Is this how you comfort me?
Clumsily, yes.
 
2.
 
Fist to fist in encouragement when I have
no words to offer.
 
(Y…

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Clearing

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Some things lost are easily replaceable.

Unless it has your mark: a crack,
on the right side of the frame from when
you fell asleep reading a book or teeth
marks on the edge from when you’re nervous
–  a bruise to mark one’s ownership.

There are things…

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I’ll go anywhere to leave you but come with me

You might as well know nothing is free of you
              —pressed into the folds of my notebook
insisting farewell/departure: infant/futile.
 
                                                        For example,
patter on the roof when it rains. Katipunan…

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[Allow me to look]

Allow me to look for a fire exit in the words that appeared on the screen (You told me, I am bewildered. So am I.): Costly as indeed what this is. Of time and patience where the former is due to the lack of proximity and the latter, an imbalance of…

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