Marked

This is the letter you will never get to read. If I could have those days again, I surely would have done better so you would stay longer. It was everyday that I wished you talked to me more often…

Agnes of God: A Review

About a week ago I was at Onstage Theater in Greenbelt 1 Ayala to see Agnes of God, a brainchild of playwright John Pielmeier presented by none other than Repertory Philippines. I have received an invitation from The Ugly Writer…

Tangled Up

I’m tangled up in a dream This suspension of consciousness I can’t seem to break free from I can’t do anything to resist. I’m tangled up in a dream Where you alight from that bus And I wait for you…

Our Horizon

Hi, have we met before? Maybe not. Maybe not yet. Either you are not yet in the horizon, or you have been just around the corner the whole time but you have not come to take notice of me in…

Never

You never gave me flowers, but it was okay. I loved you anyway that I sought contentment in your attention. You never sang me love songs, but it was okay. I loved you anyway that hearing your voice would suffice.…

In Time

More often than not, all it takes is a string of troubles in our lives to happen first before something significant comes along. We ultimately will get to the best part, the question however is when. Expediting things is rather…

This Inadequacy

When we fall in love, we do not quantify. We do not calibrate or premeasure how much of us we are going to stake at the proverbial game of love. We give it our all; we do not stop at…

My 5PM Sober Thoughts

This time of the day, specifically on lazy weekends, is when I like to peek outside and gaze at the orange-blended skies ushering the dusk. You know for certain that the Sun is setting gracefully on the western horizon.