Spots
When I was in Grade 1, I wore knee-high socks to hide the dark spots, scars, and wounds I had...
I don’t like airports
Airports are among the saddest places in the world. I totally get the pain of the family in a movie...
Eulogy to the old me
Time was never enough, and as I go on, I remember not just the past or the present; I also...
Why the word ‘bakla’ is problematic
One Friday afternoon when I was in college, one of my friends invited me to hit the gym. That idea...
Simple living
Every step, no matter how small, is still progress. For someone who doesn’t have a permanent place to live (I’ve...
Contracting COVID-19
In the other room, in broad daylight, a woman is relentlessly crying. Sounds of her sobs are almost muffled by...
‘Noy-pi’
A FEW months ago, I accompanied my brother to Guam where he represented the Philippines in the World Bowling Youth...
True grit
HIS NAME is Bunso. He is 10 years old. His face is devoid of any emotion, as if years of...
Rough roads
IT WAS FOR ECONOMIC REASONS—AND SIGHTSEEING— that we embarked on a land trip to Leyte. The airfare for the five...
How do you embrace a ‘killer’?
“So for HIV, you are reactive…” The rest of what the counselor told me after those six words just became...
