I'm currently on a Twitter discussion with some friends who agree with me that this certain fan fiction that's going crazy and out of hand on Twitter. Apparently, some people thought it would be funny to make fan fiction "slasher" tweets about the male children of the presidential candidates. It has picked up steam, it…Read more And how is this not bullying?
For Fin I am drawn to your innocence but it frightens me too. I tread carefully around you lest you might break me with your laughter. How could we ever be the same? Ten fingers, ten toes, one head, one heart but the sunlight caresses your skin; on mine, it is rough…Read more Fin (or Reading to Fin and other children)
The sky is falling and the earth is splitting and we will fall into the chasms created by the ground tearing apart at its seams. There's nothing to inhale now -- only black smoke and guilt and regret and that never leaves the lungs and we cannot take a breath to scream. And…Read more This Heavy Load
So, the CoKid foundation put up a segment of my talk at the CoKid Talks: Reading Revolution in The Power of Poetry. It's the second half of the talk already and I'm flailing, by this time. I feel like I was stronger and more clear and more articulate at the beginning of the talk. By…Read more CoKid Talks: The Power of Poetry (English and Filipino)
Oh poor baby! How they ridiculed you and called you names. How they made fun of your tears and the way you thrashed your arms and cried "foul!" "Foul," you screamed. Wiping your snot with your designer bib and reaching out for your glass bottle filled with organic cows milk. You cried and…Read more Poor Baby