Poetry
from Kundiman for the Condemned
Contributor
Paolo JavierPaolo Javier is the author of LMFAO (OMG! Press), Goldfish Kisses (w/ Ernest Concepcion, Sona Books), 60 lv bo(e)mbs (O Books), and the time at the end of this writing (Ahadada). He lives in New York.
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