Posted in Literature on Jun 28th, 2009 4 Comments »
you reposed-
contoured in a shape
formed ridges,
dividing horizon.
my fingers were
clothespins.
my legs were
propping
while you stretched
receiving weight
some wet linen
hung, to dry
Posted in Religion on Apr 30th, 2009 No Comments »
I skipped my regular routine attending church services in the morning that Friday. A week ago, I have already informed our pastor that I plan to attend the Industrial Area church service instead in the evening. I also missed out our church choir practice that night, which I am so sad about.
We braved the dusty road [...]
