Shooting Churches, Eating Noodles (Year XVIII)
Tales from the Pulpit and Variations of Pansit
Tuesday, March 13, 2018
100 KILOMETERS
turned right finally
dogs mate in a disused bridge
prelude to Baler
the Governor crooned
iced scotch chased with cold beer
cheap soda for gas
two days of seven
a chicken killed and offered
here's to a hundred
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