Writing
2026
we erased our concrete circles
Today’s chatbots blur lines of conversations
that seem void of “How are you feeling today,
old friend? It’s been too long.” The spaceHunger & Me
I have a pet sadness called Hunger.
Kind of a no-brainer really, the name.
Like calling a black cat LuckyA Category 3 Poem
Most of his poems were categories three or four.
Anything less wasn’t worth the bother.
The fives were rare, the sixes, special, but sevens,Joshu’s Cat
A monk asked Joshu, “Has a dog Buddha-nature or not?”
Joshu answered, “Mu.” — Joshu’s Dog, The Gateless Gate
The way of the cat is the whim.Cupcake
TWIG — frail, self-conscious, careful in her movements. Wears a loose white dress.BUCK — large, extravagant, magnetic. Wears loose black layers.SETTING: Scene One: A party, in memory — smoke, chatter, half-light. Scene Two: TWIG’s…
Make-Believe
A wise man proportions his belief to the evidence – David Hume
Honestly, I’m just an amateur believer.
I don’t make a living out of my beliefs.Laundry Day
Pitied flesh monsters where cells tango
on protein and lipid dancefloors
yet live as contradictions of our natureWhispers of Living Dust
Recognition or (re)cognition persistent patterns
of thought energy we sometimes call self
or sometimes self-delusion. Observers,the snakes of change
the snakes of change
all the eyes from
my past are urging me onBefore And Aftermath
A heavy frost on a clear night,
constellations telling their stories,
moonlight squandering its hold on darkness,The Gospel Flesh
Flesh is god in all its forms
gobs of fat, skin on calavera bone
pink & mauve, its dewsA Bad Idea
The bad idea won't keep to itself.
It's knocking around the kitchen,
slamming cupboard doors,The Appointment for the Spectrum
PARTICLEThey assembled it on the roof the way men build sins. Quietly. With confidence that had no…
waking up in the barangay
Jill is happy to be eating Tahô for breakfast,
Tatay finishes his morning prayers
and asks if I’ve had coffee yet.banana bread
yellow-black caterpillar is overripe
banana. its little legs must feel like it
has walked lifetimes through wet,