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In the Rubble
(Poesia)
19-08-2003
by Patrick Earl B. Neri
Crushed doors, windows, elevators -
lost opportunities, dreams, promotions.
Broken, shattered, heaps of rubble - spirits, lives, crumpled souls.
Blood-bathed, severed, lifeless bodies - overwhelmed, tormented, deadened families.
Fire and...
The Chicken with No Tail Feathers
(Contos)
24-06-2003
by Patrick Earl B. Neri
*It was the first hatching season in Mang Teban’s chicken farm and ten proud mother hens paraded their chicks for the other chickens to see.
As Mrs. Inahing Itim (Black Hen) displayed her little dear ones, laughter filled the range....
With My Eyes Shut
(Poesia)
24-06-2003
by Patrick Earl B. Neri
With my eyes shut,
you gently blew a kiss in my ear
and I squirm as you ran your fingers down my nape
You wrapped an arm around my shoulders
as if to pull me close to your chest
and you slid your other arm around my waist
sending quivers...
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