Ate*
another year had passed.
It is again
the twenty-third of June
as I turn a year older.
Or is it just here?
I only see California
in movies and television shows
but I'm sure
people age there too.
I dont know
how promises really works
but I'll just hope
they unfold to something stronger.
Funny, how we measure and count
distance and time,
even love---
but dont really know
what it means,
grasping that amount
for your long silence
is evidence enough.
(Ate, is a Filipino term of endearment for an older sister.)
YOU ARE READING
Among the Broken Ones
PoetryA collection of thoughts struggling to find some meaning.
