by JB Nuique
we built a concrete house
but did not call it home
because we worshipped fear
than love that we have known
we dug holes underground
put two hearts in the deep
we made bonfire around
until we couldn’t sleep
i woke up next to you
fighting my demons well
but you just let me go
to find a better cell
the house was in ruins
the second that you left
i walked in widdershins
yesterday’s all i kept
your significance died
but lore is on the wall
shouting at me, don’t hide
you’ll stand each time you fall
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ABOUT THE POET ~
J.B. Nuique, aka Giudellius, is a Cebuano-speaking Negrense from the Philippines. She is an August Virgo, an artist and an ink drinker. She loves sunsets, coffee and chocolate cake. She likes rom-com films and other films with women as the main character. Other than poetry, she is writing novels about the women in her fictional country of Simetra. Her Judenne Waters, where she posted most of her works during the pandemic, is on hiatus.
Last updated February 19, 2025