Bike and Bleed

My cousin Apple was two years younger than me, but she was the first one who learned how to ride the bike. She taunted me, riding the bike around me saying, “I know how to bike; you don’t. Belat!” Continue reading

Hindi Siya Mahina Dahil May Pekpek Siya

Kung ang isang tao na babae ay mahina, hindi siya mahina dahil babae siya. Puwedeng mahina siya kasi di siya nag-eexercise. Puwedeng mahina siya dahil maliit ang katawan niya.

Puwedeng hindi siya nag-eexercise at maliit ang katawan niya dahil pinalaki siya sa isang lipunan na hindi binibigyan ng permiso ang babae na magkaroon ng malaking katawan tulad ng lalaki.

Puwedeng ang lipunan ay palaging sinasabihan siya na dapat mag-diet siya kaya paliit ng paliit nalang ang katawan niya. Puwedeng ang lipunan ay sinasabihan siya na kadiri ang muscles sa isang babae.

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This anti-rape nail polish thing

When I first heard about the nail polish that changes color when exposed to date rape drug, I shared it on my Facebook with the status, “Cool invention, but it makes me sad that women have to live defensively.” Even though I recognize that the invention provides certain benefits, there are aspects of the situation that we must examine and be critical about. I am not completely against such inventions, but we should not let this legitimize wrong notions, and we should not lose sight of the long-term goal of fighting rape culture. What did I mean by that? My answer is multi-tiered and complex, so I will try to break it down for you.

I think that the nail polish is helpful.

When women are unsure about the drink that they are given in a club, and social pressures stop them from throwing it away, then they can trust their handy nail polish to change color (when dipped into the liquid), and thus discreetly give them a telling signal “Drink me”, or “Leave now! Run for your life!”

Although, it’s also sad that she can’t just say no to a drink that she doesn’t trust. Instead, she has to act cautiously so as not to offend the suspicious male in her midst. Or maybe he’s a friend, so it’s hard for her to betray her doubts. But fine, the invention is still helpful. I do recognize that.

But I wasn’t I completely happy about it because it reveals a chilling reality.

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Spending Time With You (The Ava Edit)

(Note: My friend Ava taught me about line cuts, and she made some edits to this poem which I posted here before)

Spending time with you subtracts, creates
a hole, as though I had spent no time
with you, or instead had a negative number of life-
times spent

with you. Spending time
with you makes me feel like I’m moving
backwards, as though the more time I spend
with you, the emptier
of you my life is.

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Thought-Powered Magnet

My mind holds a thought-powered

Magnet that used to pull

You to the right corridors of Ateneo–I’d think

Of you and you’d materialize just to say

Hello.

You’d pass me by giving

A second

Of your smile, never knowing

I willed you there, just so I can look

On and stare.

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