Velvet Voices
The story according to them:
All you said was no. I watched you leave, your silhouette sinking into the horizon.
And since that day, the sun never rose again.
The story according to us:
All you said was not here,
but in walls that couldn’t hear
us breathing;
confine me
in spaces,
in between
concrete.
I watched your skin,
pouring on mine, we
mold the clay pot
until the sun
finds us leave,
Your silhouette
sinking
intoxicated right? we
blame it all on the bottles
always on the bottles
too many to count
too much spent:
time, money, I can go on
and on, watch me go on
down, like
the horizon.
And sincerely yours,
write back to me
that day, the stop, please, hun
never
(come back)
rose
(come back)
again.
All you said was no. I watched you leave, your silhouette sinking into the horizon.
And since that day, the sun never rose again.
The story according to us:
All you said was not here,
but in walls that couldn’t hear
us breathing;
confine me
in spaces,
in between
concrete.
I watched your skin,
pouring on mine, we
mold the clay pot
until the sun
finds us leave,
Your silhouette
sinking
intoxicated right? we
blame it all on the bottles
always on the bottles
too many to count
too much spent:
time, money, I can go on
and on, watch me go on
down, like
the horizon.
And sincerely yours,
write back to me
that day, the stop, please, hun
never
(come back)
rose
(come back)
again.
About the Author
Raphael Luis J. Salise is a Creative Writing graduate from the University of the Philippines Mindanao. He likes to read poems, essays, and fiction by Filipino authors as he someday aspires to become successful like them. Raph is currently balancing law and literature as he studies at Silliman University College of Law in Dumaguete City. At 24, Raph still has so much to see and so much more to give.