Written with my late sister in mind, “four hundred sunsets” honors life– with all its gorgeous transformations and colors– and its dramatic end. This piece celebrates fall or autumn. Mulţumesc to my editor Manuela Timofte and team at Gobblers for the unwavering support. Thank you also to my Masticadores family. Happy reading, friends!
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father christmas brings two sides to every coin and a double-edged sword—
cold parting sorrowsdecorate a sparkling treeleaving Christmas blues one reunion mendsdeep separation fractures—vicious cycle breaks ✒️ tea solonDecember 17, 2024 | Cebu CityPhilippines
ang hago nga pawikan | the exhausted sea turtle
ang hago nga pawikan nga natulogilawom sa dagatnaghangad sa langit.iyahang lawomnga hagoknagbuwabuwa.di masukodang kaluya saiyang kaswayog linangoy sadakong lawodnga walay kataposan.di maysaranang lagitingsa iyahangpagkahinanoknga gilumsansa mga hunisa sulogilawomduyog sa awitsa mga balyenaug mga lumoduyon sa sayawsa mga bukyamga mananayawkatsilamga anheldagatmga bituonbalhibomga kabayo-kabayomga kasag ug uban pa.ang kasinatian niyasama sa walay undangnga kidlap sa mga bituonsaContinue reading “ang hago nga pawikan | the exhausted sea turtle”
for my sister
a single wing
on my way to the parking loti saw a light green butterflyhovering and stopping atsomething on the ground when i walked closer i realizedit is checking and searching forremains like anyone would beon a remote crash landing site… or is this beautiful butterfly witha heavy heart flapping its wingsso low visiting a fallen friend asanyoneContinue reading “a single wing”
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at sunset his tearsengrave a deep epitaphon her cold headstone ✒️ tea solonFebruary 29, 2024 | Cebu CityPhilippines
quadrille 2— decaying to life
by inevitable dimming twilightat a thousand fireflies’ light in white mycelium coffinno pinch can wake him his fading like his birthmust sustain beloved earth soul transforms into spiritroaming to pay a visit body turns into mushroomdecaying to life abloom ✒️ tea solonJanuary 23, 2024 | Cebu CityPhilippines 🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸response to De’s prompt on DVerse🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸
umber
a sedentary eighty-five-year-old body at the age of forty-five, drags his feet on the field of aged, brown-cut grass next to the rake of dead leaves and piles of chopped logs like the fall of autumn, the repose of death, the gloom of twilight— an aching measure of rain cupped by the endless nimbus cloudsContinue reading “umber”
relish
he scattered his broken heartin red light district pubsto drown every piecewith cheap alcohol,carnal pleasures–ravens waitto ravagewhatlittleis left ofhis dignity–the angel of deathshakes its head andsmiles in disgust at hismortal misery but dare nottake him still: “relish the pain.” ✒️ tea solonDecember 31, 2023 | Mandaue CityPhilippines
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capri’s breeze drags youplaying that crisp melodyconjuring your youth ✒️ tea solonDecember 22, 2023 | Mandaue CityPhilippines
BUTUNG IS LAYP | Coconut is Life 