When Home Ceases to Be Home
I woke up and I forgot where I was. A miniature panic attack took place within me for a matter of seconds 1…2…3… Slowly, I remembered. This was not my pillow; it was too squishy and round. My real blanket had embroidered details of white flowers, not...
Project GIVE: Sponsor Lorna Balintay’s Education
Lorna Balintay is from Sitio Poquiz, Barangay Maasin, San Clemente, Tarlac. She is an Aeta native, married and with two kids in high school. Despite caring for her family, she is determined to pursue and finish her education. She went back to school and is currently...
#Instrumento
Instrumento, iba’t ibang hugis Iba’t ibang kulay, Iba’t ibang laki Iba’t ibang gamit Instrumento, minsan maayos Minsan ay nagkakagalos Minsan maganda sa labas, Ngunit palyado ang tugtog Instrumento, ito marahil ay ikaw at ako Tugtugin mo ang awit ng kaligtasan Ligaw...
This Is Not About You
In March of 2016, I was a pretty typical nineteen-year-old: I went to church regularly, worked hard, and had dreams of the future. Although things were rough with my family at times, I had a great group of friends I hung out with, and my job was becoming my life. I...
How Deep Are Your Wounds?
I remember a time when I was around six years old, and my little brother wounded himself on the heel. I saw a little hole in his skin where white solid bone peeped out. Playing nurse, I got some Betadine and cotton and tended to his wound. After a while, my brother...
Liham Mula Kay Itay
By Archie Salvador Gloc-9 Mahal kong anak, Unang una, nagpapasalamat ako sa Diyos na ibinigay ka Niya sa akin. Hindi na yata mabilang sa salita ang pasasalamat ko sa Diyos. Anak ko, ginamit ka ng ating Diyos upang tumingin ako sa buhay na ninanais Niya. Ang dating...
The Story of Us – Part 2: The Woman’s Point of View
I am Sofia Frances C. Nagao and this is my story. I first met my husband when I was in first year high school. I was a transferee back then, but I had already heard of him. The year was 2006. I was looking at an elementary graduation yearbook, and as I was browsing...
The God of Infinite Chances
I. There he is again. The guilt settles on his shoulders like snakes with weights, coiling around him, pulling him down deeper. He sinks into the quicksand of his own self-abasement and abandons the thought of change. He did it again—looped another porn video; broke...
Sa Mundong Ang Gusto Ay Ikaw Ang Gustuhin
Tagong mga ngiti, sabay hawi sa pisngi Ganoon pa rin ang tanawin— Kayganda— mahusay— kapuri-puri, Ayun ang nakita ko sa’yong mga gawi Tagong mga pagsulyap, tila ba’y nakasanayan na Mag-uusap na parang wala lang, Sisilay sa’yong mga matang nangungusap Tanaw ko ang...Get your copies now!
