2 days ago
The wind might’ve knocked my Jenga
A trickle of sweat raced down my hairline to join the one pooling above my upper lip. Inhale. Exhale. Zeroing…
4 days ago
Monday rants and self-loathing
I’m used to being broke, and right now, most ardently, I need to complain about it. It’s always Monday that…
7 days ago
Where are my two lines?
I did it again. I promised myself I wouldn’t take an ovulation test. But I couldn’t stop myself. I’m more…
1 week ago
From the window seat
Among the simple pleasures of my 36-kilometer daily commute to school is sitting by the window while a random song…
2 weeks ago
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,…
2 weeks ago
Four-cornered love
There is a certain chokehold only “balikbayan” boxes have on me—a grip that starts the moment Mama calls and says,…
2 weeks ago
Anomie
I didn’t know how often I lay in my room, alone, and cold, in the middle of the summer, ruminating…
3 weeks ago
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,…
3 weeks ago
Every vote counts
Never again will I fail my country like this. I often pinpoint 2022 as the year I began to care…
3 weeks ago
Rejected cents and sentiments
I thought it was just a usual night walking back home from a tiring day at school. While climbing up…
