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We're old yesterday, young today

Tonight, the moon hides. My hands are cold. The shadow of the old acacia tree looms over my own as I sit on top of our stone fence—ah, but how do I know that my shadow is there and not someplace else? 532 more words

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Materialization Shiritori

If my memory serves me right—and it does half the time I don’t need it to and almost always doesn’t when I do—I wrote somewhere in this blog that I’m an animé enthusiast. 1,369 more words

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I write, I exist

If there was a silver lining during typhoon Glenda (international name Ramasun)—who, with the fury of a scorned woman ravaged Naga City—it would be the untarnished nights. 539 more words

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DESPERADO, WHY DON'T YOU COME TO YOUR SENSES AND NOT HIT FENCES?

After living in my apartment for over 2 years, I finally hit the fence in my driveway. I knocked it off the hinges. Not a lot of damage to my car (thankfully). 196 more words

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Nagmalitong Yawa, Warrior Babaylan

Last Saturday I attended a lecture about one of the many epic narratives in the country, Hinilawod. It tells of the adventures of Buyong Humidapnon, a datu (village chief) who went on a quest to search for the woman he deemed his equal and ask for her hand in marriage. 228 more words

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Despicable Crimes

To a certain school library in Naga City: What manner of diabolical intervention have compelled you to commit this atrocity?

/facepalm

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