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THE PIG


The Pig
Translation by Leoncio P. Deriada

I am willing to be a pig
Provided my pen is your arms.
As long as you feed me
With your smile and kiss
Morning, afternoon.
It is easy to make me fat.
Your promise
Not to abandon me
Is the vitamins
I take.
And during nighttime
It’s your touch
On my back and breast
That can make me snore.

WORKS CITED
Deriada, Leoncio P., ed. Patubas An Anthology of West Visayan Poetry: 1986-1994. Manila: The National 
Commission for Culture and the Arts, 1995.

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