Tumbang Preso

photo by Germelina Lacorte by Quennie Wang Yuni This is how I found the poet. One day when I was talking to Karen about writing again, she ...

I asked her to call and she never did. So I said the hell with it, I don't wait for nobody. Then on my way to buy a call card something...

You poison kings and generals messing around your bed, but not an orphan rat hiding among your treasure vault. You can't ...

It's just him with some of the usual failings, I know. Nothing against me. Nothing against Shirley. Nothing against anyone. M...

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photo by jon roberts Dear Anna. I'm sorry if I didn’t get you right the first time. What I get for not looking back. Pigcawayan is a lon...

photo by talisa Remember the cat they dumped at our gate? Who would have thought it would survive? Then a couple of nigh...