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If the Walls Could Talk

"A Home Abandoned" - Calatagan, Batangas, 2010
“A Home Abandoned” – Calatagan, Batangas, 2010

every house

has a

tale

to tell:

infants born

corpses buried –

cradle to grave

slices of

life.

 

of blushing

brides

carried over

thresholds,

marriage-bed

in the

first throes

of passions

shared,

of love commingled

made one

made whole.

 

weathered floors

creaking

‘neath

generation after

generation

of a

bloodline:

silent witnesses

to stories

unfolding.

 

of children

at play

at work

at books

or blocks

or dolls –

too soon

cast away

replaced by

the tedium;

mocking

draining

seriousness

of growing up.

 

of empty

rooms

grown silent

over time –

and waiting,

just waiting

for new blood

to dance

and sing

and breathe

life once more

into this

barren

façade,

this empty

shell.

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Author:

Midge started her career in PR writing at seventeen when she began drafting documentaries for a government-run television station in the Philippines. Since then, she made a career in advertising and public relations which ended earlier this year. These days, she works for a corporate governance advocacy in Makati. Aside from what she does for a living and her poetry, she has turned her home kitchen into a personal culinary lab and is currently working on another novel.

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