The knife may forget but not the wood.*

ill pay anything    to get the feeling back        of when i was threesitting in the back seat of a cab    looking out towards a game parlour        my dad sitting next to me—us not touching—    explaining the laws of pinball        to the back of my head the world was large then    i habituallyContinue reading “The knife may forget but not the wood.*”

guess it runs in the family

Rumah indahmu(written while watching Tita* playing water at San Diego Hills**)Endang Johani*** tercapailah kini yang kau citadiam di bukit luas cakrawalarumput hijau memangku danau kalau tidak di hari tuamumaka biarlah di hari abadimusenyum bidarinyala lilinmenyambutmukarena kau pulang di hari jadimu riang cucumu mengecipak sejuknya airyang mengalir di pinggir makammukutahu kau damai di alam sanakarena makammuContinue reading “guess it runs in the family”