Beyond the White Wall

It starts slowly and we know we’re gonna be
Savages
Tonight.
I drink
The thousand wells of your mouth;
You’ll be slithering in me — slippery, sucking, suddenly biting,
Marking me with bright red blood,
Sending me into convulsions. Teeth gnashing, I try painfully
Not to tear the soft flesh
Off
your damp lips.
Oh, I’ll swallow you for keeps
Stick every strand of my hair into [...]

The Girl on the Broken Bench (Part 3)

The morning after Gutson’s, she sent me a text message saying that I should never reveal her secrets to anyone. My heart almost leapt out of my body and hopped to wherever she was. And from that day on, this journey to chase her across the office, under the rain — guitar-swinging, on MRT platforms, [...]

The Girl on the Broken Bench (Part 2)

The girl on the broken bench just didn’t like me. But at the time, who could blame her? I was virtually nonexistent in the Blue Waffle building. The Cool Team used to have this award for Cool Person of the Month. Members  of the team would vote by writing notes describing who the coolest person [...]

The Girl on the Broken Bench (Part 1)

Let me relive now how I came to know the girl who made me chase her, guitar-swinging, in the rain.
Love may come to us when we’re half asleep and about to hit the ground snoring. I know, because in my case, it lightly sat beside me on a broken bench one drunken night in Tagaytay.
April [...]

Material Possessions in Love

What do we love when we love a person? Is it her body or something else — the “soul,” perhaps?
I had an argument with a good friend of mine a long time ago about the difference between love and lust. The conversation revolved around the topic of why can’t men stick to having sex with [...]