Sampaguita petals shone like
helpless whte stars
trapped in her hair
black as the moonless sky. (more…)
March 24, 2008
Cursed
Piercing Silence
Our house was still the same way it has been after two months when I last left it. I stood at the gate for a moment. I needed a breather.
My mother welcomed me with a smile. I did not smile back. It was not the time for us to exchange our happiness. I still had to unpack the bad news I have been carrying since I left my dorm.
“Ma, I pierced my lips,” I told her guiltily while showing the month-old hole under my lips. It tore her heart when she learned that my rebellious dream had already come true. She gazed at it and said nothing. (more…)
