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Pause for a Moment
The summits of the Pride Mountains are so high that they could not be conquered. Glorious to the eyes but tiresome to caring hearts. And the trails to the Valley of Compassion are now long forgotten. It seems we’re entrapped in a war zone you call Ambition.
Deep, deep within the...
Find Us a Rainbow(A Song)
Find us a rainbow at the end of the stormFind us a rendezvous where we can weave a dreamFind us a sunshine at the end of the nightFind us a garden cove where we can share a dreamFind us a shelter where we...
Written After Viewing DengCoy Miel’s Rizal in the Land of Lilimut
The more this land drinks blood,the smaller the people getThe more people get smaller,the more their memories get scaled downWhittled down, all they recall noware the steps taken awayThe words not present,the color of lossBreathing and crying for they know not what.A man...
Lakeview Sunday
Once the lake water was salty.History points to a volcano islanderupting and cutting offan inlet intothe open sea.The town natives still referto this lake as dagat.It must be habit how timecurates an offinga small opening flowing its wayto the bloodstream untilthe mouthmythologizes into a...
Suspects
“Don’t get me wrong,” I said. The road had more glowing lamplights then, children shooting from one side street to the next, playing tag, some occasional clumps of housewives meeting for their daily fix of gross, men and women in uniform from work,...
Labasero
The day Niko’s Mama got COVID, City Hall announced they needed to secure BIR permits and city health certificates to maintain their fish stalls. Niko had just come back from fishing, his face mask soaked in sweat, carrying buckets of rumpi to their...
