• Curated Corner,  Featured Posts,  Slow City Life

    Curated Corner 3: Coffee, Art & Rain

    I haven’t been a fan of coffee since 2013. The last time I was an avid drinker was when I was back in Manila where I would frequent an art cafe together with my friend, Rob. We would talk about so many things, from story concepts to mundane jokes to relationship troubles. But as the years progressed and the constant move from one country to another took its toll, my insomnia started, and coffee was the last thing I wanted to touch. However, I still loved looking for coffee shops that offered respite to my often anxious state. They provided me a quiet and safe space where I could stay…

  • Essays,  Writer's Cafe

    I am Brown and Both

    I understand that it was made in jest- that I could not be considered Mindanaoan or even Filipino because I left the Philippines. The thing is I still want to answer those statements, because I got a lot of flak even before I left. Why would you leave? Don’t you love the Philippines? You’re forsaking the country. You’re a traitor. Hmm, I wonder- the heroes we have hailed before us also left the motherland. I wouldn’t equate myself to being a hero but you get the drift. My being Canadian is an added layer to my identity- it does not eliminate my birth, my childhood, my life experiences in this country…