Buratchibells ni Madame

Happy World Poetry Day! Before the day ends, I’d like to share with you a piece I wrote for Metro Manila Pride x Words Anonymous HUBAD: Katawan, last year. I think I’ve only ever performed this thrice, so wala syang video. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Sana maperform ko na sya ulit.

Sort of sensitive content, pasintabi na lang sa mga hindi mahilig sa tite or sa genitals in general.

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Prince and Bowery

Ayaw kong ipost ang transcript nito kasi hindi ako matapang. Mukha lang akong matapang pero hindi talaga. Feeling ko hindi ko pa rin ito masasabi directly na siya ang rason bakit ko sinulat ‘to. Hahahaha! Pero dahil may video na, isama na natin ang transcript. Bahala na si Batman.

A short one, for the boy with the good hair. 

 

There are many things that I like to keep secret:
Like the stash of chocolates hidden behind my bookcase,
The shoebox of love letters hidden somwhere in my room,
The cherry bomb in my pocket just waiting to be lit,
The vibrator I desperately try to hide from my mother, hidden deep inside my underwear drawer.

Out of all of my secrets, you’re my favorite.

You’re my mobile phone ringing at 3 am and I’m quietly running down the stairs to open the building door, desperately trying to make sure that no one else can hear it creak.
The way you are a boxers man because you like to keep the boys well ventilated.
The way your hair looks after an entire night of binge drinking like tumbleweed being blown away by a desert storm.
The way we say I love yous in our sleep, silently. With no traces left in the morning.

I keep you hidden in my left breast pocket, closest to my heart; while I’m stashed away in the back pocket of your jeans, barely breaking your confident stride.

You said the world wasn’t ready for us.
That this was better, more fascinating, more exciting: all the clandestine rendezvous, the shoebox of love letters, the 3 am calls, the tumbleweed blown away by the desert storm, the cherry bomb in our pockets, the silent I love yous.

You’re the king of the world; I was just your 3 o’clock habit.
I’ve wanted so long to be the queen of your castle, but for now I’ll settle as the jester in your court.
Until that time comes, I’ll wait for you at the corner of Prince and Bowery every morning at 3, hoping that someday, one day, you’ll end up loving me.

Lipat Bahay

Note: This is the solo piece I performed for TWO: Words Anonymous’ Second Anniversary Show. 

Tuwing gabi, ginigising ako ng pagkaluskos ng mga laylayan ng aking kurtina sa mga kartong minarkahan ng mga sulat kamay mo.
Takot pa rin akong buksan sila, kahit na alam ko naman kung ano ang kanilang nilalaman.
Ilang linggo na silang nakatambay sa aking paanan at dapat ko na talaga silang buksan pero huwag muna.
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Past Midnight: Two

At night, I lie awake and see all the unopened boxes spread across the room, each one labeled with the familiar scribble of your name. I’m afraid to open them, even if I knew what they contained. They’ve been here for a couple of weeks now and I should really get to unpacking but maybe, just maybe, if I keep them sealed it’ll keep you here a little bit longer. Continue reading “Past Midnight: Two”

Rise Up ( A piece for Climate Rhythms: Rock The Road Towards Climate Action)

Photo by Zuela Herrera
Photo by Zuela Herrera

Yesterday, We had the privilege of performing for Climate Rhythms: Rock The Road Towards Climate Action along with a lot of different musicians and poets. It was such a beautiful experience having artists from different genres and people from all walks of life come together for a great cause. Thank you to Alliance Francaise de Manille, Dakila (especially to Cha Roque for reaching out to us for this. Labyu beh.), Jam 88.3, and the National Parks and Development Committee for organizing this event.

To find out more about this cause and what you can do to help, visit: http://www.ambafrance-ph.org/COP21-The-Road-to-Paris-Starts-in-Manila-2881
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