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challenging
emotional
reflective
fast-paced
3.0
danibee33's review against another edition
4.0
4.5⭐⭐⭐⭐
Jose Padua is a storm you shouldn't take your eyes off of for a second. One moment, he's a soft and silly little autumn breeze and the next, he's a full-blown grief tornado tearing the roof of your 4 shitty apartment building.
The humour in some of these poems gave me a false sense of security to protect myself from the poems that grasped my heart in their hands and squeezed.
It was about this time when I began having
doubts about the afterlife.
When I stopped believing in ESP, astral projection, pyramid power, speed reading, streaking, and the amazing Kreskin.
When I stopped believing that the government was on my side.
When I stopped believing that the concept of America included me
whether I was rich or poor,
white or something else.
When I stopped having faith in God and the entire world.
It was all so long ago.
Jose Padua is a storm you shouldn't take your eyes off of for a second. One moment, he's a soft and silly little autumn breeze and the next, he's a full-blown grief tornado tearing the roof of your 4 shitty apartment building.
The humour in some of these poems gave me a false sense of security to protect myself from the poems that grasped my heart in their hands and squeezed.
I used to pray, "Oh Lord, don't let them drop that
bomb, don't let them send me to fight, and
please make that girl with the
ponytail and braces mine."
I can't remember her name now-
she lived down the street-
and sitting next to my mother's hospital bed
on the last night of her life,
I couldn't remember what it was
I ever feared about the bomb.
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