• 1. Fields of Elisium the battlefield in my head is littered with lovers I’ll never bed, let alone wedsee me ride the light of love to a place inside his heart falling below The Mists’ undertowsinging the Praises of an unknown Soldier broken apart by the promise of releasefight with me, beside me, inside me,…

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  • 1. Page 337 Dad served two tours in the war a media circus of Ohio hippies and escapes from Saigon via helicopterlit by the fireworks on the Nightly Newsgilded the blood of the conscripts photographed by Leicabuilding roads as a Seabee cleaning the mud caked on his boots with gasoline the kids around the Airfield,…

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  • 1. Masque you buy clothes you never wear to impress people who don’t care you can’t speak in front of crowds you should get your head checkedyou have blisters on your heels from shoes that refuse to be broken inyou wear makeup to even out your tan certainly not to impress a manyour mirror reflection…

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  • 1. 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 this directionbaby it’s you, it’s always been youfrom the moment I breathed you in like a fogtripping in the dark…

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  • 1. Where Do I Belong? all my life I straight tripped on who I was was I Filipino, was I American for 28 years I cannot assume either role I was never pigeonholed, but I never belongedmy accent is NorCal, born and bred my height is so misled I eat rice with my hands I…

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