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by T. De Los Reyes
It was a sickness that felled him, the great tree. Someone carved a hole in his chest to keep a secret, but the years swallowed the book, buried it deep down in his roots. In its place a nest, which remained empty for years. ✴
I wanted a bird. I wanted—
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The day they cut him down disturbed the earth. They traced a line. Dust, it was just all dust.
 T. De Los Reyes's poems have appeared or are forthcoming in Rabbit Catastrophe Review, Hawai’i Review, Philippine Free Press, Philippine Graphic, and Verses Typhoon Yolanda, an anthology published by Meritage Press. Her work has been listed as a Notable Manuscript in the 2016 BOAAT Chapbook Prize. She was a recipient of the Maningning Miclat Awards for her poetry. She lives and writes in Manila, Philippines. |
