The first time I witnessed Death, it was on a random weekday. I was slouched against my grandmother’s well-worn wooden cabinet, TV colors flickering across my…
Read moreToday is my Nanay’s third death anniversary. It’s been three years, and it still feels strange—strange that she’s no longer here. It feels like only yesterday.…
Read morePhoto by Jan Kahánek / Unsplash I can’t quite recall which dream came first, but I know I wanted to be both a cashier and a halo-halo vendor even before I f…
Read moreNot so long ago, a man died in our neighborhood much to everyone's surprise. I was on my usual setup– tapping and clicking, and despite the slurring noises…
Read moreThere's someone died in our neighborhood. It was all too sudden. I didn't know him and most likely so was he to me. But not's the story about. It w…
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