Not by AI
Disclaimer: this piece is not written using AI (artificial intelligence). I can write this content. I know that I am...
Perks of the chronically online
If you spend enough time on the internet, not just scrolling but really absorbing its strange rhythm, your brain eventually...
2020’s return
To time travel is impossible and far-fetched. Not until I started hearing these sounds, which transported my consciousness back in...
Is dreaming only for kids?
I was talking to a friend and blurted out a trendy joke—“Please, Please, Please” by Sabrina Carpenter— but changed Carpenter...
To dream in a third-world country
To dream in a third-world country is to carry a weight heavier than our bodies were built for. Our dreams...
Raised by roosters
My childhood mornings in Isabela began with the cry of roosters. For most people, it was just countryside background noise,...
When dreams falter
It has been a year since I shifted my sablay onto my left shoulder. As we were cued to stand,...
Years I lost in the haze
It was in 2021 when I first learned how to write. My mama prepared a table in our small garden,...
An open letter to all ‘Bobbies’
Never the favorite, always forgotten. You are the best in everything, and yet, you are still number 2, option B,...
Why I don’t bid goodbye in Filipino
I cannot say goodbye to you in Filipino because I fear it will be the last time we see each...
