I want to become my own mother. Or my own sister. Or my own friend. Or carpenter. Or boyfriend. Or boss. Or cameraman. Or editor. Or teacher. Or student. Or listener. Or garbage-collector. Or enemy. Or my own Christ.
It's simple really. All I wish, for a day only, is to own the world.
And cry like no one can hear me.
2 comments:
i want to own a bed. at the top of my own roof. under my own sky. wud your own Christ be generous to provide?
ako nalang iyang unahon og mauhon man gani.
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