Bless

“The story had no plans to stay. Just
like most stories, only the good ones remain.”
― Andrea V. Tubig, Tonight We Slurp in Color

“Also your breath reaches my lungs
like the flutter of a typhoon-making butterfly.
The improbable third ear. The wrinkled corners of your eyes.
The consequence of leaning up on an elbow for the imprint
of your face on my gloppy retina.”
― Carmen Giménez Smith, Glitch

“I was excited to taste Jesus. I ended up weeping when the Body of Christ turned out to be cheap white wafer. Ced cried too, but only because he loved Jesus so much he didn’t mind how he tasted. But afterwards, he held my hand. Promised to find a better God that would feed me blueberry cheesecake, french fries, and fancy champagne. And that’s when Sara entered our lives. Saying Jesus would not want us thinking that. In fact, He’s cooking a holy feast for us when we get to heaven. I said Jesus shouldn’t waste food on people who’re never gonna get to heaven. He better be giving it to the poor instead.”
― Andrea V. Tubig, Tonight We Slurp in Color

“Physics says you and I are not creatures—we are individual events entangling with one another, stretching orbits, bending time and space, creating half-loops to prove the existence of forever.

...Then there was light and there was none, and then it flickered and then died, and the cathedrals of the soul and the body went with it. Particles vanish but galaxies expand forever.

...Words are wind but you will remain an asshole forever.

...Fingers crossed, I took a shot and hoped to roam this maze forever.

...Who are you to say what must last forever?”
― Andrea V. Tubig, Tonight We Slurp in Color