Shooting Churches, Eating Noodles (Year XI)
Tales from the Pulpit and Variations of Pansit
Sunday, February 21, 2010
VIGNETTE II: ODE TO OLD MAN T. AND THE WITCH OF QC
The wart growing in your noses was not by some curse of old friends but the bitter tears springing from unforgiven sins.
Have you not noticed the wrinkling of the flowers as the taste of sulfur slowly invaded the air?
But you have become inured to the smell of dead rats in your purse that you thought today is still yesterday…
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