It’s Snowing in Manila “The snow is always falling in ‘Fargo,’ cloaking the world in metaphysical confusion.” – Jessica Zafra The militant chided the child for singing “White Christmas” when the longest Christmas season isn’t white, in the absence of snow in these parts. (The movement would not give its imprimatur.) But it gets almost-white cold up in Baguio City. But […]
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ROMAN RUMINATION I went to visit ancient Rome, But found it never fell. Its buildings may seem crumbled stone, But it’s alive and well. Its mighty temples still exist Though in an altered form. Its rings of gold and amethyst Still fingers rich adorn. For in the City Vatican The emperor still reigns, Descended from Octavian, […]
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The Waking Nightmare IN THE WAKE OF FORGOTTEN DREAMS I RISE AND BLINK HAVE I BEEN LAUGHING HAVE I BEEN CRYING HAVE I BEEN AFRAID OR EXALTED HAVE I SEEN MY UNCONSCIOUS HAVE I BEEN TO OTHER WORLDS HAVE I SEEN THE OTHER OR IS IT ALL BUT A DREAM WHERE I WEPT AND RAN AND […]
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SEDUCTION IN SILICON (By Joseph Cavera) Cerulean shines capture my eyes in curvaceous well-fashioned shapes the likes of which my dreams can only dream of, teetering along the lines of slipping into her artificial façade, her smooth hips and luscious lips of lighter tones, silicon strips replace her bones, meld with mine in seductive shattering, surreal captivating symmetry, her […]
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You thought you knew her. She thought she knew you. Neither was true but this happens at times at Happy Hour on Fridays after a long week of work. The rapport was strong. Amazing, you thought. She might be someone you’d see more than once. She had a nice apartment or maybe it was a condo a big double bed […]
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WILL YOU BE HERE? When swollen Sun burns red the sky, Will you be salty basin dry? When Moon is just a distant speck, Will you no longer coastlines wreck? When Venus orbits sun no more, Will you, like Mars, be endless shore? When comet last has Sunward plunged, Will you be memory expunged? When you […]
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Swig How many people live their lives balanced on cups of caffeine or, like my recently deceased uncle, fill their trailer lives with brown bottles, windows hazed over with cigarette smoking, deciding it too difficult to rise from the stained sofa, choosing old Star Trek VHS movies instead of walking into reality?
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I Have Not Forgotten Fancy Prologue: “Talk about the devil And show me the angel, Fancy Who doesn’t need an anvil To forge or hammer his fallacies” Chapter One: forgive me; I’m unworthy to lace your fancy shoes, I’m unworthy to call you a lair; I’ll leave that to the voices in your guitar— the ones that knew […]
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THE STUDS IN THE BAR – By John Grey Rosalie is at the bar thinking – who’s next? Then two extravagant, exaggerated beings enter, one behind the other, like stallions, heads high, tails swishing, threaten to pull the floor out from under the regular male patrons with their jangling gold, French cologne, and styled hair flopping on the brow like […]
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Where the Grass Grows Sunlight narrows the shadow, spreading across the writer’s back to his face. He wakes, ready to feed his children, walks through the halls, and out to the patio with a leash around his neck, and a nurse by his side. Near the cracks in the concrete that shape the letter Z, he sees their hair. […]
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