Author: billyjoycreus
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FF: Kahel
October 28, 2014 at 2:26pm Bahagya pa’y niyakap niya ang kanyang ina. “Tahan na po, inay.” Ni hindi magawang umimik ng kanyang ina. “Anak…ano’ng gagawin natin?” “Hayaan ninyo na lamang po inay…” At muli pa’y niyakap niya nang ubod ng higpit ang kanyang ina. Tumayo siya. Tumalikod. Hindi na siya muling lumingon. Wala nang ibang…
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FF: Pull it out, please
October 28, 2014 at 2:27pm She handed the money. She was a bit doubtful. Mely, on the other hand, gratefully received the 20- piece thousand bills. “Are you afraid?” She could barely answer. “Don’t be.” It was a moment of truth for Clarissa, but at the same time, lie. Mely took a long rod from…
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THEY’LL NEVER KNOW (just a thought on the film “Only We Know”)
It is not about a secretive romantic relationship. Seeing the trailer and by the choice of actors, the film “Only We Know” gives an impression that it is merely a to-fight-for-kind-of-love between an old woman in her retirement years and a middle-aged man who recently lost his wife. The movie presents a typical life routine…
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Eulogizing Me (A Favor to my best friend)
July 4, 2014 at 9:43pm If you will eulogize me, tell Them the truth. Don’t tell them how you’re gonna miss my kindness. They know that. I’ve long shown them, right? Instead tell them which I have always shown you. The rooms of my being only you were allowed to enter. Tell them how jealous…
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Eat Lied to Damn
October 28, 2014 at 2:28pm “It” lied to “them” “It” said “They” are important “They” believed Now “It” disappeared “They” are now alone “It” lied “It” lied.
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Divine Demise
September 16, 2014 at 9:51am We mourn over our own death. We cannot expect people to cry for us, because we prepare our own death beds. We choose to always die. We die a thousand times. Millions even. And those times are all our choice. We choose to die over and over. So we can live…
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Come home…
January 28, 2015 at 3:06pm She tosses and turns. Check the clock. “It’s 5.” It has been 4 years, 7 months and days since she last shed the tears she ought not to. Maybe it’s long enough to contain a volcano from erupting. Long enough to learn a language. Long enough to finish a degree. But short…
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come back
December 3, 2014 at 12:22pm “Oh wait!” I barely whispered. I could not force her to stay, yet I never wanted her to leave. There was no single response. The word from her mouth ceased from flowing. Worse than a field under drought. I could’ve given an explanation of why and how and what. But that…
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Color Catastrophe
July 3, 2014 at 11:32am She found love at a time when she barely knew ABC. She was a typical school girl wearing a tucked blouse shielded by a suspender clinging to her skirt. She doesn’t recognize any familiar face she saw a year ago upon starting grade school. She only knows that her mom…
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the birthday bash[ed]
This is the perfect time. It’s my 33rd birthday, and in the past years I refuse (if not, avoid) dealing with people on this day. I run away from possibilities of greetings, surprises, special attention, etcetera etcetera. I used to love birthdays–my birthday. I have no clear memory but photographs of my unforgotten 2nd birthday…
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