Clumsy? Not stupid, possibly dyspraxia
Do you know people who always trip over or bump into objects? They can’t live a day without spilling food,...
Just a stranger on the bus
Having spent 23 of 25 years of my life in the province, I used to go on a three-to-four-hour provincial...
Gun survivor
I am a gun survivor, a victim of a violent crime, a statistic among the numerous injustices done by criminals....
Transformation of an island
I grew up in a transitioning Boracay island—from a paradise for backpackers who stayed for months and lived like the...
Music and COVID-19
His face had been blazing red for days. His fever wasn’t going away either. Later on, he lost his appetite....
Virtual obituaries and distance(d) mourning
I have never gone to a cremation. Dad would tell my younger sibling and I to stay home instead, for...
Almond-shaped grief fatigue
Earlier this year, I found myself scoffing at the protagonist in Sohn Won-pyung’s “Almond.” In the Korean author’s 2020 novel,...
While fighting the virus
I am writing this as I sit on my hospital bed as a COVID-19 patient. Today is my 14th day...
Paper street, paper town
You’d know that summer was coming when the bougainvilleas around the old Spanish White House at Bayani Street were in...
Homecoming tales and religion blues
I'M an NPA and I'm glad about it. (NPA, as in, no permanent address, get it?)
