After months of being delayed, I am proud to announce that my first ebook, “A Foolish Journey,” is now available for free download at this site! The product of a 78-day writing challenge,… Continue reading
1. Undue gratification / mixed hesitation or heresy 2. the sound of socks creeping down the stairs and none 3. who owns a memory who steals a memory ? 4. Does the backyard… Continue reading
Spread, mist, and glow again — and wet the sharps of grass. Men rushing, huddled, panting, torn: scarves and pashminas saluting flags. Automobiles in oscillating luminosity: swerving! honking! o drab drab morning rush!… Continue reading
In truth, a graveyard lies not a mother. Mothers never die. They simply go into hiding. And like a childhood daze, it’s up to me to seek. While her ashes may be miles away, Mother’s… Continue reading
Captured: me lying on the deck. not smoking. not drunk. not even high. listening for a knock on the door by the ‘One’ -; the thumping of socked feet on carpeted stairs shake… Continue reading
As a souvenir of last night’s cast party, I have photos of three poems I wrote while drunk. They were all inspired by different household items in our host’s house. While they’re far… Continue reading
This was a performance for “Grownups Read Things They Wrote As Kids” on 23 July 2014. I wrote this particular piece a few years back. PS: The stage adds 30 pounds. The camera… Continue reading
July 2013 I joined a group of brave and talented LGBT performers in St. John’s to put up the Queer Monologues. My piece, in particular, is about growing up gay in the Philippines.… Continue reading
Next week, I’m conquering my fear of performing poetry live by going to an open mic poetry slam. This is my piece, thus far. It is not yet as polished as I want… Continue reading
It wasn’t until a couple of days ago, after I was done unpacking in my new place, that I was finally able to sit down, put my feet up, and watch the much… Continue reading
