• Raconteuse Radio

    Season 1, Episode 011: Sentimental Palatial Bench

    Guilliean reads three of her poems; read along with the poems while you’re listening! Photo by TOMOKO UJI on Unsplash Sentimental x Unsentimental The stars in the skies Dripped into your eyes Like the beautiful ones Hold you when you're done. I'm in this for love Not procreation Fallen angels, righteous sins Raptured in misdirection. Baby it's you It's always been you From the moment I breathed You in like a fog Trip me in the dark And into your arms. And another one Pound me like a drum Brush the ivory Got me singing harmony That beast with two…

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    Season 1, Episode 010: The Blinded Belong to 24

    Guilliean reads three of her poems; read along with the poems while you’re listening! Photo by Tim Rüßmann on Unsplash Where Do I Belong? All my life I straight tripped on who I was Was I Filipino, was I American? For twenty-eight years, I could not assume either role, I was never pigeonholed, but I never belonged. My accent is Nor Cal born & bred My height is so misled I eat rice with my hands I nosh hamburgers for breakfast I sing God Bless America with the firefighters I sing Dahil sa iyo like the Divas I drive like…

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    Season 1, Episode 009: Kiss Everyone Up

    Guilliean reads three of her poems; read along with the poems while you’re listening! Photo by Dustin Commer on Unsplash Kiss of Def Forever the sickest This is how I see myself A little bit cynical, always a miracle I learned early on, Depend on no one but yourself Call it a front, call it a shield Ain't no one but me stepping out on the field Life is but a dream, but loneliness is my reality Solitude / platitudes / gratitudes are such unreality Melodies and songs plow through my mind These are the things that are one of…

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    Season 1, Episode 008: At War with the Nature of My Juice

    Guilliean reads three of her poems; read along with the poems while you’re listening! Pomegranate Juice Sweet and sour, puckered tongues, and stained fingertips I had a great line here, but I deleted it in revision I tend to ramble and I drop in images from the things I've learned And I've learned a lot. So much crime in the world today, makes me wanna hide under the covers But you can't stay there because you have shit to do You brutalized the umami on my taste buds I'm sucking down hydrogen monoxide to restore my sanity Turned out, dropped…