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Born to be Wild
against steel highways crossing over prairie land and unto the bleak western sunlight i rear the skull-topped bike o Bessy and rev up pumping to 80 before pushing on the rusted throttle dreadlocks tied...
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Unchained Melody
He caressed my knee, his thumb rubbing smoothly on my pale skin. I leaned my head back into his, smelling the musk on his hair. Hand to his hand, I traced his protruding bones. I held it for life as...
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The Trolley Song
Boom, boom, boom went the track wheels As we trekked all the way West Honey, my bunny, leaning my lovey on the rail ‘Til the moment that his face spun my way Chitter, chatter, banter went all the...
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Ol’ Man River
Stream, flow, bend, forget. The unguarded boots by the two-foot shrub groaned; its owner dipping his toes into the water; The crack as the flow bangs itself repeatedly against the smooth rocks; or the...
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Everybody’s Talkin’
Home-woven pancho and flaming red hair: the woman staring back at me through the windows of the moving bus; and as it rickets down the road, her scarlet hair follows me: Imagine now that woman is me,...
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Cabaret
Ease your wrinkles — drink Dionysus the mind’s magic marker, unbutton your collar shake off your cufflinks in wondrous dark, it is make- believe we are world humans unbound under transparent masks...
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I Could Have Danced All Night
The last glimpse of slight light, as images of superheroes and soirees blur — and allow the strange sandman inside your room, where he crawls beside you: elsewhere the DJ shifts to metal and varying...
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Evergreen
Underneath its hundred years, fingers unslipping his knotted scarf and wrapping half around my neck. The late bluebird shivering hopping in snow tracks and eventually losing feathers and beak and mind...
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Cheek to Cheek
There’s no better pull than your sway as we play across the crisscrossed gemmed granite, bouncing luminous lines by your necktie – cheek to cheek and my rosy red foundationed on yours a little bit...
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My Heart Will Go On
6am: Eyes snapping open hours before alarm rings Burnt toast Flavoured cereal Old juice Newspapers printed in gibberish 9am Foggy computer screen Bland coffee Paper clips tangled Disarranged documents...
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People
“Singledom” – what a fascinating colloquial, just as the harvest moon masks her dried cheeks we strap our garters tighter as belts expand, gazing against the cracked reflection of yester-more’s public...
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Why the Philippines is Not Gay-Friendly || Spoken Word
Spoken Word poetry written for pride week in the Philippines. Related articles Sham tolerance of LGBTs in PH (opinion.inquirer.net) What It’s Like To Be Gay In The Philippines (thoughtcatalog.com)...
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Newfoundland: A Newcomer’s Perspective || Spoken Word
A Canada Day tribute to my adopted home: Related articles Nine Days of Newfoundland – Day 5 (nomaddness.wordpress.com) Have a drink, kiss a fish: Just another Saturday night, Newfoundland-style...
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The Sound of Music
Close and think: favorite smell is grass right after dawn, the sunlight tinting the night’s dew: frolick and lie down, jump if you can; running the body across the sharp — yet safe – blades: Okay stop...
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Stayin’ Alive
It was peculiar; that pouncing beat that pounds the head against the drying pillars, all reflections were the mismatched pills taken quietly whenever the DJ pauses — music, magic, and ecstacy living...
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When You Wish Upon a Star
Thou that illuminates the Eastern sky; celestial gas, queen of the deep night, thou that shines off lampposts and candlelights and cigarettes, twinkle, trinkle, tinkle star: thou that the astronomers...
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Moon River
both feet stepping on the sharp wet rocks — and six-inch stilletoes tied against the neck — wading the length of the dragon river — mascara pouring down the face to mix with the current — a mile, the...
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By the twin dogs of harbour park
By the twin dogs of harbour park, first dates begin, sweat beads greeting under meticulously gelled hair, stretched across the shaded bench, watching yachts glide across the still Atlantic. Strangers...
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Haikulang
Haiku Lang ‘Sa, dal’wa’t, tatlo: Linya ng mga gago, ‘Wari’y mabigat Hay, Ulan Naiwang payong, S’mama sa estranghero: Napakalandi. Hi Ko Lang Binabang sal’min, Kamot sa kanyang bewang: Dedmang pagbati....
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