Ever since I was a kid, my mother has been telling me that I cannot make enough money out of writing, but I proved her wrong, and I will continue to prove those people who say the same wrong. I have heard this opinion from so many people and even from the media—movies, TV series,... Continue Reading →
M’s Journal: Scribbled Emotions
My name is Justice, or J as they call me, and I right now, I am sitting all alone under a cherry blossom tree, thinking of my younger brother Methushael. What had happened this morning totally changed my perception toward my younger brother. He left three months ago, and I do not know I ever... Continue Reading →
Precipice and Prospice: Of Earthquakes and Tidal Waves
Kaiih opened his eyes. His vision was blurry; his head hurts from all the information he had to take in. He held his left temple and shook his head. He blinked his eyes, thinking it will help him recover his vision. He waited for a while until he could see clearly. He breathed, a long... Continue Reading →
Arguing with Myself: The Case of the Broken Verb
I was walking along the paseos of Ayala Center Cebu yesterday on my way to Metro Ayala to buy some veggies for dinner and today’s lunch when I happen to see a graduated cylinder. That sight reminded me of the argument I had with my sister years ago, 2004 I believe.I was then in second... Continue Reading →
The Rain that Poured Today
I am a writer. I write for anyone and everyone who hires my service. But I am also a poet. And I only write poems for those that I deem worthy of my affection and every form of my deepest positive emotion. Because some things are better left unsaid but are best written. The rain... Continue Reading →
Everlost 