Sunday. It was raining that night when you let me into your life and I gave you the moon and a star. It was raining that night… Read more “Umbrella”
Once I took a train to Rejection Station. Oh, pardon me, make that four times. I think I already lost track. There I saw people weeping and… Read more “The Elation Station”
Sa mundong ito, importanteng alam mo kung saan ka lulugar. Saan ka pupunta, saan ka aalis, saan ka lalapit, saan ka lalayo, saan ka tutungo, saan ka… Read more “Mag-isa at Malaya”
I’ve slowly let go of my old clothes because I thought I will never lose weight again. I’ve managed to salvage some. They fit me now. They are finally out of the closet.
I am comfortable with that empty chair in front of me, the stares from people, the weirdness of what the hell I am doing, the silence that’s unveiling, and the singularity of the moment.