filipinx

  • My relationship with the ocean, rivers, water has always been sacred. My dad taught me how to surf when I was young; I recall sessions crying in frustration one moment then in absolute awe as I glided with the waves the next. The ocean marked a place of connection and rest from imposed education and Read more

  • the portal

    i reach for shadows  decades in unbecoming ecstasy of syntropic climax a forest of unconditional love integrated parts tend the hurt in collective succession trim me scatter me pile me at the feet of hungry roots disembodied protective cover  duwende degradation a teaspoon holds billions of spells dark enchantments unveil unveil unveil this piece was Read more

  • the myth of haven

    i am havena promisea returna becoming fleshamalgam of soil from distant landsshaped by the reason of diwatas’ handsprimordial water delivered on comets’ tailsformed by pools of drooling saliva from a ten-headed beingthe same substance that animates incantusthe ever presentthe unseen in this fleshlay dormant seeds of kaluluwaplanted by anitos to the rhythm of mother earth’s Read more