That bell rang again. After putting it on airplane mode, my phone rang again from all the unopened messages and notifications. Opening this blue square with the infamous white F on it feels like opening Pandora’s box. As I open it, my mind is then hooked. Messages and posts flying…

In my teenage years, I used to low-key look forward to Valentines’ Day. Armed with all the Korean romantic dramas I used to watch, I secretly hoped that something romantic would happen to me; a rose given by a secret admirer, a confession by the boy I liked, or a…

“Covid-19 updates…” As clear as the skies were that morning, was the voice of the person on the radio giving updates on the pandemic. I nod to the old man sitting by the sari-sari store listening to the radio. Right beside the sari-sari store was an old house. The scene…

If walls could speak, I’d imagine it telling us about the time you danced with Lolo to the tunes of the sixties in the living room. It would tell us the prayers you’ve prayed on the dinner table. It would tell us about the time you convinced dad, uncle, and…

I took this photo on the first Sunday of March. I was walking on the fields watching the people harvest rice. The sun was up but it was breezy enough to combat the heat. I saw Ate Cecil and her sister harvesting on the side. “Ma’am ayaw anhi kay katol.”…