Hour Nine – Look in your cupboards and find a food that brings up a childhood memory, and the memory is your prompt   Beetnoon   Rummaging in my kitchen shelf for some ground black pepper to sprinkle over my omelette I upset the carefully…

I am an aurora. I am a rainbow. I am a black light, a white light. I am a galaxy. Just trying to be me no matter what.

the humble watermelon red and juicy in its plumpness bought in abundance by my father   because I was fond of it brings alive his love and warmth, recites my parents’ endearing touch and their wishes of seeing me flourish   nurturing and nourishing extravagance…

Isolation It’s been dawn for days now Day breaking the horizon while Night fades Until the end of time I’m alone out here, in my cabin warm It’s just how I like it And in a week or three or more (I lost the track…

I remember snow Crunching under my boots Forming it carefully into a snowball, mittens become wet on my skin as I threw it as hard as I could. I remember building snow forts With little tunnels and seats too cold to sit on. I remember…

When I’m five or six we used to run and play, Just running and running and some with mud clay. Our “Nanay”(Mother) call us back to eat, Our familiar food, Banana Cue in a Stick. We laugh and talk and joke around, Good old days,…

DogSpeak #8 Toying joy, happiness tails metronome in constant motion loofah latex llamas gnawsome footballs busy bones stuffed squirrel squeaky rubber duck fuzzy blue ball romping, frolicking darting, dashing cavorting elation purple penguin fluffy yellow flower squishy parakeet monkey jumping tope nylabone chewy ring neon…

“A ver mija,” he said as his work-worn hands gently mixed flour, sugar, salt, shortening, baking powder, milk and a hint of vanilla into a simple dough, he called it “pan loco” and laughed. We had no language but this, and the smile that would…

We may not agree on this – Nothing beats the aroma Of cereal with a sprinkling Of cream emitting vapour Let alone the taste It’s like chocolate bar Melting on your tongue Or your favourite ice cream Gliding down your throat That’s how much I…

Walnuts We used to crack walnuts at Christmas and sometimes other nuts as well I remember the nut-filled turquoise bowl splatter-painted with the divided sections Whatever happened to it? The metal nutcrackers were so hard to use the nuts slipping from the grasp of pudgy…