Joy-ride
Since I was working with a start-up information technology company with deep resources, I never thought I would be a...
Breathing giant
The engine revved to life, sputtering twice or thrice. I tried to sit comfortably on the dewy, wooden planks because...
Breaking free
“Change is the only thing that is constant in this world,” my therapist once told me. I had a hard...
Remembering Beng
She was born Benjaline Hernandez. A poet and creative writing student at the Ateneo de Davao University, Beng went into...
Just like Father Obet
The news came in eight words—one brief sentence: “Father Obet passed away yesterday due to COVID.” That news stopped me...
Time traveling in a shoebox
My life before the pandemic was a blur of activities. I was on the run—chasing the next train ride or...
LGBTs and me
I grew up in a traditional and devout Catholic family, without a single first-degree homosexual relative, or even a seeming...
The chance to change and to be forgiven
It seems we have forgotten how to be human. We feel less and think that we think more, and in...
Before the show
I am rushing to catch the MRT Ayala train ride, halfway in my south-to-north adventure everyday while editing my spiels...
To leave and live
It was after my college graduation that I started planning on working abroad. As a simple person content to work...
