May iniisip ka?
Oo.
Ano?
Ayaw kong sabihin. Baka magkatotoo.
Dahil makulit ka
Kilala kita. Oo, ikaw 'yun: Nagkasalubong na tayo minsan, sa LRT, sa Gotohan, sa kanto ng Aurora at Katipunan. Nagkatinginan tayo. Hindi mo ako kinausap, pero alam ko, nakilala mo rin ako. Kaya ka narito, di ba? Para sabihing, Oo, oo, ikaw nga 'yun. Naaalala kita.
I will die in Miami in the sun, On a day when the sun is very bright, A day like the days I remember, a day like other days, A day that nobody knows or remembers yet, And the sun will be bright then on the dark glasses of strangers And in the eyes of a few friends from my childhood And of the surviving cousins by the graveside, While the diggers, standing apart, in the still shade of the palms, Rest on their shovels, and smoke, Speaking in Spanish softly, out of respect.
I think it will be on a Sunday like today, Except that the sun will be out, the rain will have stopped, And the wind that today made all the little shrubs kneel down; And I think it will be a Sunday because today, When I took out this paper and began to write, Never before had anything looked so blank, My life, these words, the paper, the grey Sunday; And my dog, quivering under a table because of the storm, Looked up at me, not understanding, And my son read on without speaking, and my wife slept.
Donald Justice is dead. One Sunday the sun came out, It shone on the bay, it shone on the white buildings, The cars moved down the street slowly as always, so many, Some with their headlights on in spite of the sun, And after a while the diggers with their shovels Walked back to the graveside through the sunlight, And one of them put his blade into the earth To lift a few clods of dirt, the black marl of Miami, And scattered the dirt, and spat, Turning away abruptly, out of respect.
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Tutugtog ang Los Chupacabras sa Miyerkules, December 7, sa Writers' Night na gaganapin sa UP, sa Faculty Center (tentative pa yata ito, di ako sigurado.) Sa totoo lang, kahit hindi kayo mahilig sa tugtugan namin, pero nagsusulat kayo, pumunta pa rin kayo. Writers' Night nga, e.
Pero acoustic set lang 'yun, at kaunting kanta lang. Kung gusto ninyo ng full set e pumunta kayo sa Sabado, December 10, sa Purple Haze muli. Du'n magfu-full set ang Los Chupacabras. Inom tayo.
Du'n din sa Purple Haze, sa Sabado rin iyon, tutugtog ang Gapos. (Nga pala, salamat, salamat talaga sa lahat ng pumunta sa Haze nu'ng i-launch ang EP namin. Napuno ang Haze, astig. Kung wala pa kayong kopya nu'ng cd at gusto ninyong bumili-- P50 lang-- mag-iwan na lang kayo ng comment sa ibaba.) Nasaan na 'ko? Ayun-- may set din ang Gapos sa Haze, sa December 10 din.
At mayroon din sa December 23, sa Saguijo naman. Sa totoo lang, hindi pa ako nakakapunta rito. Pero ayun, pumunta kayo, a.
Muli: Los Chupabras sa Writers Night, December 7, at sa Purple Haze, December 10. Gapos sa Haze, kasabay ang Chupacabras sa December 10, at sa Saguijo, December 23. Ayuz.
reserve me an ep unless my brother bought one na.
i won't be able to go to writer's night. sayang!