Synesthesia
Not here. Somewhere else. Not a Tuesday night at Amici in The Gardens in the middle of a mad week …
Tag Archives: Ayala Triangle Gardens
Flying Lessons
I was sitting at the apex of the triangle, where all birds, at some point, stop to rest their wings …
The Patterns Gave Birth to Reasons
This city feels new everyday. .
The Woman Who Needs You
Did they tell you I stood in front of men who wore their ranks on studs on their shoulders did …
The View from the Fifteenth Floor
From up here I am powerful. I am looking down on all the morning’s journey, all of yesterday’s tears. From …
And I Say to Myself, “What a Wonderful World…”
See I have a weakness for pretty places, the way some other girls are addicted to nail polish, or eyeliner. I …
I Always Think It’s You
When I am grabbed by mimes’ white gloved hands from the navel of a complicated dream and hurtled back into …
