Poems from Emily Nepomuceno
A Filipino breakfast, with
Kamatis, tomatoes, chopped
and swimming in
Suka, vinegar
A perfect match for my
Bangsilog, it’s
Milkfish, rice,...
The setting
How do I turn it
OFF
When we're all so used to being
ON
The LED screen burns bright blue into strained eyes
I don't count the...
The spider's strength lies in its
Threads, tensile and transient
Through each intersection
Weaving through the
Vehicles of air.
The...
How do I pour the words from my heart, drenched with the sap of my own compassion,
Into this bittersweet silence?
For weeks I've been...
“I’m sorry for dragging you into my storm
And for not telling you to go back inside
So you’d be safe,
But I liked kissing in the rain too...