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PROJECT GRACE-UP
NATIONAL LGBTQ+
WRITERS WORKSHOP
Raku Lamok sa Dulum
Macky Torrechilla
Ang tuod, raku lamok sa dulum.
Mabagrong sa talinga,
Nga daw gahani nga dya lang anay kita.
Kada dusu, hampak.
Gabiti ang panit sa kalinung kang gabii.
“Duro lamok,” hambal na.
Nagbutwa ako anay kag magsabat kana,
“Gani!”
Ti kundi nagdunglay.
Ano kara ay,
Hala akun nga supsup, amo man anda nga suyup.
Lots of mosquitoes in the dark
The truth is, there’s a lot of mosquitoes in the dark.
Buzzing in my ears,
as if whispering to just stay here.
For every deep strike is a smash.
The sound of skin and skin reverberates
against the silence of the night.
“Lots of mosquitoes,” he said.
I resurfaced and replied,
“Indeed!”
Then it softened.
How can it not?
For as I suck there, mosquitoes also suck.
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