Cloudy Saturday* by Rustum Casia

Only my face fits this mirror.

I'll spend the whole afternoon
searching for my missing body
in the scattered laundry.

I wear my morning wrinkled and stained
with the traces of Yolanda's drenched feet.

-Translated by Aris Remollino
2015, April 7

*Originally published as Clouded Saturday

[An earlier version was originally published in Surges: Outpourings in Haiyan/Yolanda's Wake, San Jose Printing Press, 2013]

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Sabadong Makulimlim
-Rustum Casia

Mukha lang ang kasya sa salamin.

Maghapon kong hahanapin
ang nawawala kong katawan
sa nakasalansang labahin.

Gusot ang isusuot na umaga.
Basa at may mantsa ng mga paa ni Yolanda.