Ang bigat, ngunit bakit walang maramdaman? Sa bawat paghaplos ng pahina mga daliri’y...
Literary
(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...
It rings out: a single word of truth— a solitary shot across plains and...