A corporate tough cookie with the soul of a gypsy. Professional bathroom singer. Fur mom to Gomez ✝ and Pootsie. Teacher. Poet. I love The Beatles, Erasure, Boy George, Addams Family and Opera music. I nitpick for a living as I wait for redamancy. more » | contact me »

The child in me again, he plays the fool... - Erasure

Unsent Letters 02

10th February 2017 | Posted in Unsent Letters Series | No Comments

Back to where I first saw you in full light, with a bucket of beer by my side like we’ve done.  I look in the distance thinking about that night. Thought about the things we talked and laughed about, how I realized that I liked you a lot.  Wondered what I might have said that…

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Unsent Letters 01 

2nd February 2017 | Posted in Unsent Letters Series | No Comments

I’m nothing close to being wiser.I held out my hand to you hoping things are finally getting better… that you’re a little kinder. But you like to play with the fire of which I no longer desire. Yet, here I am on a pedestal even more illogical, irrational. Thinking ’bout you when I shouldn’t— but…

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On this day three years ago…

26th January 2017 | Posted in Thoughts & Poetry | No Comments

As I walk this old familiar road where we used to walk hand in hand after making love in the wee hours of January, I realized how much I miss being held close by someone I could actually call mine. I miss the late night talks I used to share with the person whom I…

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Obra ni Maria 06 – Pamumundok

23rd January 2017 | Posted in Thoughts & Poetry | No Comments

Aakyatin ko nalang mag-isa lahat ng bundok na pinangako kong isasama kita. Kasabay ng pag akyat ko ay ang pag limot ng alaalang nilimot mo na din ako. Tanging ang alaala ng mga ngiti at boses mo nalang siguro ang baon ko. Aakyatin ko nalang mag-isa lahat ng bundok na pinangako kong isasama kita. Iiwan…

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On a could have been…

22nd January 2017 | Posted in Thoughts & Poetry | No Comments

I’ll visit all the places I wanted to take you to, Sing all the songs I wanted to sing to you. I’ll let the fresh breeze caress my skin, All the while my hopes are running thin. Yet, if I ever hear from you again, I won’t ever allow myself to feign. I’ll take you…

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