In Between —Danica Aquino

I want to fill the spaces in between, Don’t think of me in the morning, When the earth is kissed by the first ray of sunlight, Don’t think of me when you’re stuck in traffic and you seem so angry waiting for the cup of coffee to kick in, Don’t think of me when youContinue reading “In Between —Danica Aquino”

Four Walls —Danica Aquino

I awoke from a dream loaded with a deep sense of urgency and defeat both coinsiding in my guts, the air is stuffed, suffocating, I sit straight on the bed, sweat dripping from my neck down to my navel, I kick against the sheets tangled around my ankles, Where am I? I fumble through theContinue reading “Four Walls —Danica Aquino”