[youtube http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hXm_NZDE_HE?rel=0&w=640&h=360] A poem written in celebration of tonight’s reading at the Springfield Public Library. Thank you Nancy Carol Moody and Sharon Munson for making way for my poems to be shared to a wider audience. 00
The contents of the bag I am holding:
(1) A box of crayola – minus the black and white.
(2) An extra crayola box (cause I didn’t like to share)
(3) Paper
(4) Magnets
(5) A small vial of iron filings
(6) Extra socks (why?)
(7) String (Again, why?)
This was according to my caregiver growing up. I visited her in Iloilo, Philippines. Mila is now in her late 80′s, ailing, but still remembers the contents of that bag. Amazing!
00| THANK YOU | A very personal sculpture. Last February, I gave my personal thanks to my biological parents who brought me into this world. Here they are immortalized in the language of clay, a language that came to find me. It is true, alphabets can be made out of dust. Enjoy. 00
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