For Andrea

You spoke of Love

And to you,

It's expansive

The way the Pacific

Ebbs and flows

With the moon

You spoke of Life

And to you,

It calls for Presence

The way your poems

Inhales and exhales

Through my sleepy heart

You spoke of Truths

And to you,

They weave, through

Love and Life

Like a meandering river

Towards the Pacific

Towards Light

Back to Light

Today I felt...

Off

Disregulated

As I lay in my bed now

At the end of a day

Where I toiled and huffed

Where I debited and credited my journals

Where I typed Q1 reports for funders

Feeling...off

Laying in bed bed now, it came to me:

Grief is a silent blanket

Journey well, dear Andrea

Salamat

Thank you

Merci

Xièxiè

Pagyamanak, apo

By: Jose Cacho, written a day after you won

Andrea Gibson (Aug 13, 1975 - Jul 14, 2025)