The gift of grief
Stars are whimsical matters. On one hand, these bodies exist at times ahead of ours, seemingly shining when they could...
One lonely place
I have never liked flying. I get airsick. Whether the flight takes one hour or 10, throwing up is a...
Progress, not perfection
I imagined that being perfect would be amazing. I didn’t realize that pursuing this impossible goal would do me more...
‘Siya’
“Insert pronouns here.” I stare blankly at my laptop’s dark-themed screen in front of me, my eyes directly looking at...
Left in the dark
I am a student, a dreamer, and a young Filipino. I am also blind. My world is shrouded in darkness,...
A piece of Buliok
As news writer for GMA-7, I have written stories of military-Moro Islamic Liberation Front encounters in Buliok, Pikit, Talitay and...
Last person on earth
When the pandemic put the world on hold, I was left in the dark to figure things out for myself....
The gravity of hypervigilance
I grew up an easy child. Adults were happy with me for being independent because I didn’t take up too...
Expressways for healing
You will hear these words if you borrow my headphones during travel: “Beginning of a sunrise bores a big hole...
Time to get back to work
“Should I join a cult?” I asked my friend a few days ago. I said this while laughing, the way...
