In my own words
I.
Take shelter;
not to flee.
To breathe
with ease, instead.
And tolerate life.
And in the name
of tolerance
I scribble
and pause only
to let the air in.
In these words;
in this room
I savor
the fleeting calmness.
Why I wrote tem,
I can not divulge.
Jay Protacio Mendoza
(1978- )
