Tatlong araw nang nakapagkit ang aking katawan sa kama, tulala habang tintingnan ang kisame...
Literary
Walang inaksaya, Ni-isang patak ng lambing, nang bibig nung riple’y pahiyawin. Sa paghimig...
(Photo Manipulation by Frances Bacani and Beata Escano) Santa’s factory was full of elves...
The sweat from working on late afternoon chores still clung to her skin as...
warm is not the shade beneath the santol tree / is not the slow...
Tayong mga Pilipino, bago pa man tumungtong sa Malacañang ang tubong Mindanao, na si...
When I entered the first year of college, I found out that one of...
If you go down the disheveled memory lane of my own childhood, you would...