by T. De Los Reyes
It was a sickness that felled him,
the great tree.
Someone carved a hole in his chest
to keep a secret, but the years swallowed the book,
buried it deep down in his roots. In its place
a nest, which remained empty for years.
I wanted a bird. I wanted—
The day they cut him down
disturbed the earth.
They traced a line.
Dust, it was just all dust.
T. De Los Reyes's poems have appeared or are forthcoming in Rabbit Catastrophe Review
, Hawai’i Review
, Philippine Free Press
, Philippine Graphic
, and Verses Typhoon Yolanda
, an anthology published by Meritage Press. Her work has been listed as a Notable Manuscript in the 2016 BOAAT Chapbook Prize. She was a recipient of the Maningning Miclat Awards for her poetry. She lives and writes in Manila, Philippines.