... my other garden ;)

About Me

My photo
I'm not a graceful person. I'm not a Sunday morning or a Friday sunset. I am a Tuesday 2AM, I am gunshots muffled by a few city blocks, I am a broken window during February. My bones crack on a nightly basis. I fall from elegance with a dull thud, and I apologize for my awkward sadness. I sometimes believe that I don't belong around people, that I belong to all the leap days that didn't happen. The way light and darkness mix under my skin has become a storm. You don't see the lightning, but you hear the echoes.

Tuesday, August 16, 2016

Si Ten, Si Bey at ang mga Itim na Lobo

... yung gustong gusto kong isigaw sa buong mundo ... ... ... pero hindi ka naman maniniwala .., yan ang sabi ni Ten habang umiiyak magisa at tinitipa ang key pads, naghahanap sa isang masikip na kalawakan,  ng isang taong kailanman hindi nya na muling makikita.  Sayang.  Nasayang pati teknolohiya.



#SiTensiBeyatangmgaItimnaLobo

No comments:

Post a Comment

Followers

Blog Archive