Toca Un Sueno*

After A Buffet Dinner

My Lola Dora had returned from the dead. She was in her usual sinamay saya, white on top and blue on the bottom, and she was barefoot. She asked me when I was going to put her in my play. I woke up, startled, to find that I had an entire manuscript already written out in my head.

After Packing

Before I left, my brother was pacing his room. He was trying to figure out how to put together one of his 100-piece puzzles. It was about the Eiffel Tower. He'd made the top but he was still thinking about how to do the lower half.

I love being able to go around the Philippines, but oh, how I wish I could go to Paris. I'd devour macaroons and quiches all day, take black and white photographs of lovers winding through the streets, make out with cute french men by the Seine, and write postcards for the ones I love back home.

*Corrected, Tio. Muchas gracias! And yes, I want to go to Paris. Please please please take me with you next time you and Bill go. :)