i am fictional
The words inside my head are colorswhich makes it hard to speak straightThe sounds spill and hues scatterBut the words fix themselves late I tend to stutter and my words breakEven at times that I feel braveI could see the words inside my headBut not in the way they’re supposed to behave The words insideContinue reading “Trying to Human”
I stood at the podium, my hands shaking,For there’s little chance to be freed“You’ve been accused of robbery,”The judge said, “How do you plead?” “Your Honor,” I said. “I beg for your timeFor i am on my ownI do not even have a lawyer to defend meFor i was told i already have too muchContinue reading “A Filipino Elegy”
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