Poetry: What I Want Right Now

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Poetry: What I Want Right Now

February 20, 2016 Featured Poetry and Shorts OWS Features 1

Grace Pasco

Grace Pasco, a Filipina-Japanese-American poet, has a favorite saying: “so be afraid, then do it anyway.” Her love for performance poetry has only grown since her first open mic with Bangkok Lyrical Lunacy, where she discovered a strong sense of community. She now performs in Washington, D.C. at Spit Dat and Busboys and Poets. Grace is most notable for the rhythm of her words and for her choice use of enjambment. Grace was one of four featured poets at a collaboration event called Signal Flair. She has also been featured in District-W Magazine for Art and Culture in April 2015.

She grew up in Tagaytay City, Philippines until the age of 8, then immigrated to San Francisco, then moved again to Silver Spring, Maryland. She attended Loyola University Maryland, where she studied English Literature and Global Studies: Conflict Resolution. During her junior year at Loyola, over a span of six months, she traveled to various cities across Laos, Cambodia, Hong Kong, Vietnam, and Thailand. The only European country she has been to, so far, is Poland, where she experienced the power of historical narrative and the significance of preservation.

She believes in poetry and its power to translate emotions, package experiences, and build communities.

You can reach her at wordcrafthappenshere@gmail.com

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What I Want Right Now 

I want the rush.

The drumroll.

The thunder before the rain pour.

The elevation. The imminent danger.

The drops? Before the drench.

The spark before the bonfire.

The seconds before the wave breaks.

 

I want the glass in freefall motion at max velocity

Before the shatter and the sharp pieces have to be picked up

For the sake of safety.

 

I want the diving board jump…

right before the plunge,

The ice in liquid before the crackle.

The bubbly batter before you turn the pancake over

To see it’s golden perfection.

 

I want the coaster just

Before the scream.

Magnet attraction before the click.

The sticker adhesive before you press it.

 

I want the love before you said commitment.

Because I don’t know what to do with it.

Or whether I want it.

What it means or if I’m strong enough to hold it up,

Like the pause before the pinky promise

as we press those knuckles

down.

 

I want the rush.

I want the potential energy.

Like the full swing of a baseball bat

Before it makes contact slamming the baseball out

Of the city.

The wishing well coin before it

sinks.

The timber before you see the tree rings.

The didn’t-see-that-coming surprise attack,

Cardiac-arrested saying

“holy-shit-this-is-gonna-be-one-helluva-ride.”

 

I want the rush.

 

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