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12/26/2017

Ang akong pula nga
sanina misyagit taliwala sa
lanog mo’ng
pahiyum…

Ang imong mga tiil daw
mitudlo sa langit ug
mikumpas duyog sa
akong lingin nga
bat ang. Mitamud sa
tyempo. Hinay sa una, hangtud
nga mipaspas. Hinay,
paspas ug lagiting
pa. Gidayong
sa musika, daw
toro ug
torero sa ruyda.

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December 10th, 2017

12/10/2017

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There we were on
one side of the island
amid sand, sun and
the soft whispering of
the Pacific wind, a garden wildly
growing. Our hands were
clasped. The sky danced above
us while we stood barefoot, eyes
only for each other. South
Pole and North Pole yet
utterly inseparable.
This was
us, only at
another
time.

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December 04th, 2017

12/4/2017

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Night opens
again. I hear a familiar
laugh from another
time--from a place that
is now far away..
I hear a soft murmur in my
ear, and then a sigh, a ripping
of the heart, a faint
stirring.

Outside, the moon glows,
luring me again, pulling me down
like a boat to a
whirpool. On nights
before, I’d have
vanished into a
blackhole of nostalgia. to
put a face and a
name into a
voice.
but not now.

Not anymore now.

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Bayle

December 10th, 2017

December 04th, 2017

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