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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