magkasama kaming tinahak ang simula ng aming buhay na kami ay magkasama,
magkasama kaming nagtawanan habang nanonood ng balita at soap opera,
magkasama kaming nakinig ng musika,
kahit mas gusto niya Teeth kesa sa E-Heads,
at kahit mas gusto niya Red Hot Chili Peppers kesa sa Blur,
magkasama kaming sinuong ang masamang lagay ng panahon,
(basa na ako dahil siya lang ang may payong [at least, magkasama pa rin]),
magkasama kaming natulog, magkasama rin kaming magigising,
magkasama kami ngayon at sa pagtanda namin,
magkasama pa rin kami habang naggigitara’t kinakanta
ang “Can’t Stop” tsaka “Coffe and TV”
habang pinapanood namin ang paglubog ng araw,
magkasama kaming haharap sa hamon ng panahon
(kahit pa dehado kami pareho basta ‘di lang kami magpapakita ng karuwagan,
effort pa lang, panalo na)
magkasama kaming bubuo ng sarili naming kastilyong buhangin,
magkasama rin kami pag bumuwal ito,
oo, magkasama kami habang panahon..
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sabi niya “naaalala ko si Graham Coxon ‘pag nakasalamin ka..”
(ngayon, kailangan ko ng proof.. :D)
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the first thing you should know about Ermitanyong Iskagero is that, he is alive.
for that, we have no hopes that this collection would be a bestseller on the grounds of being written by a brilliant, dearly departed. but for a matchbox of other reasons, this, still, would be a bestseller.
…because this speaks of stories gathered by highway dusts, of crushed plastic cups thrown in gutters, of shoe soles etched in puddles of mud.
…because this summarizes the reality of most dreams: blurry and in black and white. blunt, but this is your dose of truth. for we live in a lifespan that is too short for flip sides.
…because not all childhoods are built on playgrounds. many are rushed to grow up, spent on the treacherous streets of grown-ups.
…because other than monuments, headlines and criminal records, the only thing we can do the most in the name of immortality is to author a book of this kind. angry.
…because this is a collection of fictions based on non-fictions. the graveyard of births. the adhesive of repulsions. yes, yes, the irony of all ironies.
…and most of all, because the dark and the deep are the new fashion. not only of rockstars. not only of artists. but of both.
rockstar and artist. both.
that is the second thing you should know about Ermitanyong Iskagero.
- written by Rain Amantiad for my lit folio 
B L A H ! 