Mother’s lesson,
fresh lash against
my cheek, mix of
tears and mucus trailing
down trembling lips.

My spit on the floor
takes the shape of
memory: Crazy!
Father’s words
loaned to me,
spoken too soon
by a boy too small
to fill his shoes.

Paulo Lorenzo L. Garcia is a Literature and Oral Communication teacher. He is currently pursuing his MA-Creative Writing at the University of Santo Tomas. A number of his poems have appeared in “The Literary Yard.” He hopes to publish a poetry collection in the future.

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