how to forgive the gone things: collaborative generating #9

Collaborative Manifesto Project: here.

“You and I are so yesterday and flesh.” – Debbie Yee (via Rachelle Cruz)

This is what I remember: night after night, I sit at the edge of the bed with
furrowed brows. You ask me what is wrong. Grabbing your hand, I tell you all
the things: yesterday and yesterday, full of memories made of flesh, wash over
me like a wave and I do not know how to forget. Forgiveness has become a
violent word. Your face becomes lush like bright oranges for your reddish
brown skin tastes like balm. I clasp my hands, separating the sacred things,
putting “I hate you” with “I love you” in the same breath. You get up, take my
body and I tumble off the sheets like sheaves of paper. My hands are cut by
your furious eyes. Later, after you are asleep, I ask myself while I sit on the
stairs with only the hallway light on: am I fated a life where I no longer
remember to keep standing?

Thanks to: Paul, Rachelle, Chin-In, Todd, Ruth Forman, Melissa Morrow, Dani, Hari, Evangeline, Yael, Serena, Carol, and many more.

Prompt:
“For my poems cannot help but reflect my identity as, in the words of Filipina American writer Lara Stapleton, a ‘bastard of the Philippine diaspora.’”
– Eileen Tabios

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