Monthly Archive: April, 2012

MORE one-page excerpts from Harder, Faster, Wetter

The deadline of my draft is on Wednesday. Okay, one last preview of my six sex plays before I finally pass this! 😀 Assholes and Whores CHRIS Our mom came to visit. She… Continue reading

Cover and Excerpt from Harder, Faster, Wetter and the Tarot Project

What do you think of the cover: Title Page (Photo taken during the 2012 run of Magkano, as part of MWAH: Malay~Walay~Halay. Direction by Fitz Bitana, starring Kemuel Ubaldo and Dean San Diego.… Continue reading

excerpts from HARDER, FASTER, WETTER

  Yay, thesis! Posting one-page excerpts from the first six works:   ASSHOLES and WHORES   CHRIS You’ve done something wrong, something that destroyed me. I wanted to let it slide but I… Continue reading

Biomechanics (Revised)

Revisions of a previous poem (Biomechanics) submitted for poetry class. Apologies — I know it’s a wall of text but there is a reason it has to be that way. Comments would be… Continue reading

The Tarot Writing Challenge: A Post-Script

78 days. 78 fucking days. And it’s over — the Tarot Writing Challenge is OVER. I am not a tarot reader by profession. I dabble, sure, every now and then, during parties and… Continue reading

The World

I Shall we cower in a bunker? Shall we read piles of books? Make amends with our parents? Or splurge on a Prius? Shall we hike through Zimbabwe? Shall we see all our friends?… Continue reading

Death

This scene is set at one grave in a cemetery. A GUY enters, carrying a karaoke machine. He is in comfortable clothes, with a baseball hat on his head. He sets his player… Continue reading

Post-Coitus

There are bees in the balcony. They flutter around, attracted by light. They may also be drawn by dirty rooms or a couple cuddling while snoring inside. They cannot enter though — no… Continue reading

Bed of Roses

(Readers, I hope you have some patience for a ten-minute play) This is entirely fictional and is the product of the author’s own imagination. Any resemblance to actual people, places and events is… Continue reading

The Sun

The heat is up. It is an undying walk home. That treacherous journey from a to b. That pilgrimage that never ends, not even at its end. The rays strike me, sweat pours… Continue reading