...just another girl who costarred? they're gonna wrap you up in cornsilk. they're gonna cry like you were spilled milk. -rhett miller
2003-05-2912:54 p.m.
Memo
an Emulation of "Voyeur," by Haas H. Mroue
I need to write about
the priests
in the one time hailed "City of Flowers,"
now, "City of Bullets"
parking their Mercedes Benzes where
hundreds of lolas arrive at church
after walking all day.
About how my fat auntie screams
for her helpers while fanning herself
and inbetween chanting litanies under her mango tree.
How my niece, Zjameelah Nuno in Guiwan has lost
two languages in her throat
in a year's time
Tagalog and English thrusting down
the Chabacano and Arabic her parents
dream in.
About how Uncle Caesar
mayor of Zamboanga was
assasinated by Marcos.
His grey hair grown long
in resistance of his murderer's regime
lay still on the ground
when he fell.
About how children bathe in rivers
quickly filling with waste
About how all that remains of my mother's home
in Lumbayao are brick stairs
and fresh water from the well
my great grandmother dug.
because the position of the moon
told her so.
I need to write these things
so it won't matter
when I forget them.
* soundtrack d'jour * lunachicks, buttplug song david played me yesterday morning * nostalgia d'jour * air conditioner days * wish d'jour * samuel rivera iii stopped dating paxil girl and met someone nice