Posted by Daniel Carlos Tan on August 18, 2013 Once upon a time, there was a little boy the other children called Sparky after a comic strip horse named Sparkplug. Even though the boy hated that nickname, he could never shake it off. School was difficult for Sparky. He failed every...

Posted by Lani Gador-Johnson on August 18, 2013 Now that I’m still in the United States I miss the things that are only In the Philippines, their novelty Old familiar places and faces Festive celebrations with my family… Exotic meals prepared in the open air Sunny days almost the whole...

by Kevin Desabelle on March 25, 2013 For the waking on the right side of the bed For the sense of wonder that remains in our head For breathable air in this suburban morn For the life of the living every day reborn For ever-sufficient loads on the backs of men...