This is a piece I’ve written a year ago for our feature writing exercise in Journalism. I think that this is the only decent article that I’ve written for that class. I used to like class suspensions when I was I kid, because to me, a class suspension is synonymous to a day of fun…
We are still hoping That time will later come when We’ll no longer need those guns.
Blast! They all fell down Spilled blood all over the ground Orphaned kids, widowed lovers.
The horrors of greed Swallowed their humanity No guilt, no shame, no pity.
Do you remember – Those assassinated dreams, Those decapitated souls?
A bygone terror Lost, hijacked, then rewired by Historical dementia.
David Levithan’s Two Boys Kissing is one of the most honest books I’ve ever read so far and it is definitely one of the best. Showcasing a unique narration by the past generation for and about the present generation, Two Boys Kissing sincerely and evenly explores recurring YA themes on love, life, sexuality, gender, family, equality,…
She has always wanted to walk with me like this:
Her arms around my waist,
My hands clasping her right hand.
Kahit naman itago nila
Hayag pa rin sa tingin nila
Pero sabi mo,
“Hayaan mo na sila
‘Yun ang mahalaga.”
Mataas na ang haring araw Sobrang nakakapaso ang init! Tila masususog na ang aking talampakan, Tagaktak pa ang pawis. Tumingala ako kay Inay Ganoon din siya, Ngunit may balabal siya. Hindi ko alam kung anong oras na Wala naman kaming relo Wala namang orasan sa paligid Araw-araw ay tsambahan. Tingin ko ay pa-tanghalian na Ano…
Nakasulat lahat sa tubig (Magtanim ay ‘di biro) Magtanim ay ‘di biro Maghapon na nga’ng nakayuko, Mga pananim pa ay tuyo. Huling nagdilig ang ulan, tatlong buwan na ang nakararaan Hudyat na naman ito ng isang bagong pakikipaglaban. Kapalaran ang kalaban, hindi pala Kayo din pala ay kalaban. El Niño ang aming pangunahing katunggali Ngunit…
The narration is absolutely well-crafted. The author’s descriptions of the characters, the setting, and the shifting atmosphere are defined gracefully. There’s so much literary tools used in this narration, that are enough to have kept me or anyone, in grip, anticipating for so much more. However, halfway through the book, the narration grew incredibly dreary….