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darks & depthnesses
of yesterdeath, another
surfaces: she-monster, not of sea
but caffeinated sunlight. Sky is wingspan,
gills are broken eyelids, flesh is sambal diamond,
& her whiptail tames the aswang: sting &
shame of decimated night. Now ring
all the clock alarms: time need
By which I mean to say,
the morning is a fish.
Whoever shall she eat?
“Pagi” means “morning” in Malay/Indonesian and “stingray” in Filipino/Tagalog.
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