Fragments

fear outside, warmth inside
fear outside, warmth inside
a storm may shake the world outside, but the warmth of a family united by God remains unbreakable. Read more...
Ikebana of the Foolish Hands
Ikebana of the Foolish Hands
There are two types of people in this world:the ones who pick a flower and keep it for themselves,and the ones who water it,simply appreciating the flower for what it... Read more...
Jo Scissor Hands
Jo Scissor Hands
I know Halloween is over and everyone’s already decorating for Thanksgiving and the holidays.But I’m still in character, and I always will be. Because in this life, the skill I... Read more...
Dear Victor,
Dear Victor,
Do you remember our first trip out of town together? I do. I was already sick before that day, but all I wanted was to be cold with you. On... Read more...
my new jacket
my new jacket
It was October 3rd, and I was so fucking angry at the traffic. I hated making you wait. I don’t even know if I was angry at the road, or... Read more...
My Pussy is Pandora’s Box
My Pussy is Pandora’s Box
Being with me isn’t just sex; it’s an act of prying open a vessel I’ve kept nailed shut. My body isn’t just something to be enjoyed. My pussy is a... Read more...
Beautiful Boy
Beautiful Boy
When I look at you, all I see is my beautiful boy. Not anyone else’s, mine. When I say that to you, I hope you believe it, even though I know... Read more...
Love Notes in a Haunted House
Love Notes in a Haunted House
you’re like a song I can’t finish writing.you remind of a haunted house,an unfinished prayer,an abandoned church.   you fuck me so goodI forgot the sound of my own name, you’re... Read more...
Taking Me to an Expensive Restaurant Isn’t Spending Money on Me
Taking Me to an Expensive Restaurant Isn’t Spending Money on Me
i dated a man who treated me like a prize.not in the way that feels soft or cherished, but in the way something is displayed. polished. shown off. owned. he took... Read more...
live, actually
live, actually
  the other week, i was ruminating on the things i should write about. i can only seem to write when the feelings become too much, when they have nowhere... Read more...
Naranja
Naranja
 have a secret to tell you. the color orange makes me feel something. i started loving it when i was still a child, long before i understood anything about the... Read more...
abcd ocd, will you still love me?
abcd ocd, will you still love me?
i am tired of fighting a mind that never lets me rest. tired of trying to be perfect so maybe, just maybe, i can feel worthy of being loved. some... Read more...
Burning in Silence
Burning in Silence
Forgive me, for I have sinnedthe way these wild thoughts keep running through my mind,like a fever I refuse to break. I don’t know if we really had that moment,or... Read more...
A Secret I Bury Between My Legs
A Secret I Bury Between My Legs
You fill me like the earth when it rained. Being with you feels like slipping out of reality, like an escape I plan all day and savor in silence. I... Read more...
To the Little Girl I Once Was: A Letter From the Mother I’ve Become
To the Little Girl I Once Was: A Letter From the Mother I’ve Become
Dear Jo, I know it’s not easy right now.Everything feels like it’s changing, and not always in ways you understand. You might feel confused, maybe even shocked, and most of... Read more...
The Silent Danger of the “Good Guy”
The Silent Danger of the “Good Guy”
Everyone talks about the cheaters, the liars, the manipulators, the men whose harm is loud and obvious. And while yes, that kind of behavior is damaging, sometimes even evil, what... Read more...
saturn
saturn
Maybe karma isn’t real.Maybe it’s just a bedtime story for the soft-hearted,for those of us who keep bleeding at the altarof “doing the right thing.”Maybe goodness doesn’t echo back.Maybe the... Read more...
Longing for a Place That Doesn’t Exist Anymore
Longing for a Place That Doesn’t Exist Anymore
When you hear the word nostalgia, you might think of something happy, maybe because of the positive emotions that surface when you’re reminded of something from the past. It could be... Read more...
I’m Not Hungry
I’m Not Hungry
I never thought I’d write about this.For the longest time, I almost forgot how it felt, so much so that I thought I’d struggle to tell this story at all.... Read more...
Tsinelas
Tsinelas
Tsinelas is the Tagalog word for slippers, flip-flops, slip-ons, that kind of thing. It’s one of the most common types of footwear in the Philippines. The word actually comes from the... Read more...
Dear Mama,
Dear Mama,
i was 6 years old, and i was in the shower with you.i remember how you took the conditioner from your hair and put it on mine.i still wonder if... Read more...
girl with a dragon tattoo
I Wish I Never Got Tattoos
I used to think tattoos were permanent proof of who I was. Now I wonder if the real problem with permanence is that we are not permanent people. We change,... Read more...