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This week’s Monday poem is called Tremors by Nerissa del Carmen Guevarra.

Actually, what is left
Is a vague memory that I loved you.

You sit across me
And still my arms know the depth-feel
Of you, weight-density heavier
Than this silence.

Do not worry. They will not move
Like they used to.

Instruments like Geiger counters
Do not need to be in a crack
To feel a quake.

A single tremor multiplied
Can tell the greatest of rifts
Like now.

Across you, I finally understand

The Theory of Continental Drifts:
Ages ago, we were just one island
That had forgotten its shape.


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