Six Word Memoir 7

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Kiss me senseless. Permission still required.






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Women's Week

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“Women are capable of multitasking,” a male student in a Poetry class once said in his attempt to explain why a female classmate’s poem was just so full of images and details, that it almost felt like the poem wanted to say a thousand different things at the same moment with the same words. The experience was like being thrown in a small room cramped with fragments of images and objects: a heap of sand, beheaded dolls, hardbound books dumped on a dusty bed, a faceless stranger, a rocking chair, a small window, another door with a sign saying to escape, it is necessary to enter again. “That’s why when they make love,” he added, “their minds aren’t really focused on the act. They might be thinking about other things – like the kitchen stove, the grocery list, or poetry.” The rest of the males in the class wore the unmistakable faces of disbelief and self-pity. The ladies were amused, but who knows? They might have been thinking about other things – like the various ways of making love, the delight that comes with a pair of lips saying - moaning - their name, the salty taste of sweat finding its way to their taste buds, hot skin touching hot skin, the moist feel of a pant, or simply, poetry.

(February 17, 2010)

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Valentine's Exorcise

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Hindi Para sa Iyo ang Tulang Ito

sapagkat hindi
mo alam kung sino ka
sa akin - hindi ka akin.

Para ito sa isang sulok
ng aking isipan, pagod
kapapangarap na sana
alam mo.

Para ito sa mga panaginip
kung saan mainit ang iyong palad
sa aking palad. Walang bumibitiw.
Hindi natin alintana ang panganib
na dala ng pagiging matalik. Paggising,
ako ang nangungulila.

Para ito sa mga pagkakataong
dinadalaw ako ng tapang:
lalapit ako sa iyo, handa ang mga bisig
na ika'y hablutin, angkinin.
Ngunit titiklop uli.
Paano maangkin ang hindi
napasaakin?

Para ito sa mga pangungusap
na nababara sa aking lalamunan
tuwing nagkakatagpo
nang hindi sinasadya
ang dulo ng ating mga daliri:
ako ito, narito ako,
tulong hindi ako makahinga.

Hindi ito para sa iyo
o para sa akin. Para ito sa kawalan
ng tayo at natin.

Hindi ako mag-aalay
ng tula sa iyo, kailanman.
Ako ay sapat na.
Iyong-iyo,
kailanman.


(Pebrero 12, 2010)

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Six Word Memoir 6

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Busy fucking up her life. Magnificent.


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