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Metro Manila Mammal
Metro Manila Mammal
Metro Manila Mammal
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Metro Manila Mammal

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This is the first full-length collection of poems from a writer who is a life-long denizen within the conglomeration of 16 cities and one municipality called Metro Manila, also officially known as the National Capital Region of the Philippines. His current weekly routine involves visiting four other cities from his home in Quezon City, which makes him travel approximately two-thirds of the whole of Metro Manila two to three times a week. He believes that his experiences culled from growing up, living and working within this metropolitan area strongly inform his poetry – regardless of theme or subject matter.

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Release dateMay 1, 2018
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    Metro Manila Mammal - Karlo Sevilla

    Miracle

    Shadow on Bathroom Floor

    I watch my shadow stare back at me without eyes,

    omniscient as I perceive it to be, knowing all about me...

    when it's just a splotch the lit light bulb on the ceiling,

    above the toilet bowl, casts before me,

    upon the tiled floor cum Rorschach test.

    Okay, all-knowing it isn't. Neither is it dumb.

    Or anywhere in-between. It's just there;

    dark and futile mimicry of reflection.

    I Grew Up on Sesame Street

    (in a Neo-Colony)

    I grew up on Sesame Street, second half of the 70s.

    With Big Bird, Bert, Ernie, Gordon, et al.

    in the sunny multi-racial celluloid neighborhood.

    It was magical, the pastel-colored Muppets

    along with my co-species teaching me

    and my cousins ABC and 123

    on our color TV. (The only downside:

    my younger cuz Mark always cried scared

    of the operatic orange singing, Carmen.)

    Everything a blast until that early December

    morn, when mother woke up and screamed

    that the TV was gone, and we found a piece

    of crap on the floor of our dining room.

    (All indications point to the Metro Manila

    Poop Gang, notorious for their signature

    of defecating on the floor of the house

    of unsuspecting victims. Good thing

    Nanny Sally wasn't roused, when she always slept

    at night on the living room couch with her feet

    touching one side of the TV. Otherwise,

    that gang would've killed her, or all of us.)

    In a matter of days, our stolen TV was replaced,

    but with a cheaper one of the black and white

    variety. And the same awesome cast of

    Oscar, Grover, Count Dracula, Linda, et al.

    resumed their pedagogy, only this time

    not in colors bright but in chiaroscuro confined

    to varying shades of black and white.

    The lessons in black and white persisted,

    dragged on, for a few more years. (Which

    must be proof that the combined earnings

    of a teacher and teacher/life insurance salesman

    weren't enough to afford savings for a new

    color TV set under the depressed economy

    of the murderous Marcos* dictatorship.)

    And so, four decades hence, THANK YOU,

    Kermit, Susan, Maria, Mr. Hooper, et al.!

    (Not much thanks to Elmo, though, who was only

    a bit player then.)

    And no thanks to

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