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The lady looked for a place to wipe the pinky that picked her nose. Her straightforward face . never wavered at the purpose as if it were a feat; the furrow or two in her brow thrown in to some extent. . Having exhaled the deed she rummaged in her purse for what one would wager is a cellular accessory . and will be found wrongly; she retrieved a possession more...
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Sa ganitong panahon, madalas magkuyom ang langit, di masawata ang wala sa panahong paghaginit ng ingay at liwanag, at sa pagpatak ng sanlaksa- laksang mga kalandiang-langit. Sa ganitong panahon, mahabang magpuyos ang init hiwa-hiwang sinag nangangalirang mga dagitab sa mga durungawan; wari’y nananapyas mga kalandiang-langit. Sa ganitong panahon, para bang ang langit, natuto na’t nakikipagdambahan sa walang kawawaang pamumustura ng mga taong paiswar-iswar at paiwa-iwara na nanganganti sa langit
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golden rays of morning caressing the treetops sound of flapping wings descended to old nest to find the young ones has already left; sadness she flew and cry to heaven circle around look at the sun cried one more, no respond look at the ground, broken went close to the nipa hut stayed there til it gets dark [abduction of chicks from nest is common practice from...
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I like your Christ; I don’t like your Christians. – Mohandas Gandhi Pat was asked what he thought of the earthquake. Pact with the devil, he proclaimed. Like, he’d offered sympathy by pointing to the dictionary between shit and syphilis.
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They self-proclaim advertruth, beauty and charity. Peddle palliatives and panaceas. Use a rival network’s family and coronary to fleece the public’s poverty and idolatry. Both are circus criers. The barker bites without a bite; the other masks her sincerity with spite. Their venom only drip with pride; the children only drool wide-eyed. And rake it in. Hyena on overdrive all the way to the bank. No one blames who watches the homily without an...
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I have neither homage nor horse ownership and cannot endow a Rockwell heirloom to elevate your classroom. I will meditate on my awe and inadequacy instead. To ignore the prehensile power of the incumbent who gave you less than the pugilist if I understand their kindred quest. Absolutely. And will not desecrate your humility by putting to rest the homily along with the token three. And the backhoe’s dynasty.
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wicks of explosives leave their wake not invoking dread but attendant sounds of symphony of sorts that startle an innocent waif sufficient to wail or burp the breast of blessed milk the wind of its whiff benediction for the busy tiller with the thought caressing the gold grain and hugging his haunches folks at sea wean the wriggles of a womb wet with the sweet certainty of communion in grace the trajectory glows like a...
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from up above clouds i saw wide span rocks forgotten place to be not a standing tall tree grand canyon so deep varied colored cliffs far as your eyes can see small whirlpool dots ground dust flume chasing a van up north water so blue like turquoise snow cradled by giant wall letting small bridal fall flowing to a clear lake water source for drinks so as home for...
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The rains erased what had been a whole picture of you. Reduced to myriad pieces on the marble floor like a puzzle, I see no single match to light a fire inside a room. A broken voice is insistent. The need to act is a reaction against the sound of tick-tock. But my singular act does not match the plurality of response. Am I enough?
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Twin brothers of wet fury beat incessantly upon the heat of tropical fears. Finally, the irony of the heavens fell and its reality is drowning. Water is everywhere and yet people are thirsty. The poor fall in line in relief centers, to justify their poverty. Politicians appear on television in surprise sincerity (for they, too, are victims). The religious cry out to God as...
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