Category: Art
fish out of water
she feels her heart collapsing as if every vein is giving upslowly constricting, tightening the spaces around the only musclethat remains feelingthe rest of her body is numb, cold by the wind, burned over by the sunthe sun’s light through the moon’s filters shine on her scales gentlyas if there can be any help to…
I feel it once again and still it hits me like a train
My eleventh hour has come at last / to save me, I’d think, but it’s just the station’s closing.
time, cappuccino, grilled cheese sandwich
It was that last line: like thunder in an otherwise quiet night. There was a good paragraph between that last line and the last one I had read but when I turned the page my eyes landed right where the word time was printed just as thoughts of kronos were entering my mind. Maybe it…
The Day My Old Canon 1100D Saved Me
I wished to dance… In a split second, I died and came back to life, back to the reality where I had been and not a single moment had passed in my death. Everything was the same in that now everything was different.
the grounded
Yet I didn’t know. And I couldn’t even write about that lack. I felt I lost all my rhythm and syntax; my mind was as quiet and agitated as a typhoon on a sunny day. the grounded, a poem: Some days, they don’t speak to me I mean them: the leaves, the trees in front…
Subic in Luisita, or How Time Goes Inside a Pick-up Truck
Time these days feel more compressed than ‘single-existent’. Rather than there being just a single point—the present—in time at a time, it feels as if there are several (sometimes, countless too many) different points intersecting, forming one amalgamated circle at any given moment. This moment where it feels as though one place is of more…
The Artist
expired sentiments
Here’s a snippet of my recently published work, ‘expired sentiments’! Time works weirdly in that now is the right moment for me to turn to old written experiences. Just enough distance to say I don’t resonate with them anymore but that doesn’t mean they ought to be completely forgotten. So, here they are, hoping their…
Resonance to a new vision
* indicates required Email Address * Nickname * Life, the Game Resonance ’21 Issue 1: Life the Game Available 16 January 2021. Subscribe to receive a free copy during release. Happy end of 2020! It has been one heck of a year, but before we attempt to completely move on into another equally as uncertain…
Flow and music, after the new keyboard arrived
I had one like this some ten-ish years ago but I don’t really remember how that went. Just that, it was a forgettable thing, so I didn’t even realize when the old keyboard left the house. Hahaha. I’ve been drawn to music these days and apparently when you let yourself go ‘with the flow’ you…