A Covenant
by Andrea Nicole B. Sapnu

A sole blemish on this bleak
universe of a white board, I
will be presented to the class
as a sentence fragment
of a creation myth
and I dare that you make
an epic poem out of the letters
of my name, that the paper
bleeds with each stroke
and ink trickles toward the
edge of a page like waterfall
descending unto a river table.
I want to have my initials
sprawled unto every
freshly-painted wall of this city
in scraggly lettering as if branded
by the devil himself.
And when this hell-bent deed
has come to its close, I
will not guarantee a millennium
of your bloodline, or your
salvation—
I promise of a heart that
has endured the great flood, and
multitudes of drought,
and could still cut an ocean
in half.
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