Spring City has been thriving amongst all the cities in the Philippines, built where once a mountain stood high, a new sanctuary for Felicia after running away from a painful past. On her first day, she meets an eccentric neighbor, Carlotta claiming to be a witch. Then, there's Chris, a handsome botanist who surprisingly, makes her feel like a teenager…
Ekis na ang pag-ibig kay Crayon dahil sa pighating sinapit sa kanyang unang heartbreak, ngunit nag-iba ang lahat nang bigla siyang maging love interest ni Atom, ang pinakasikat na mokong sa kanilang college at ang very same mokong na dumurog sa kanyang puso nung high school.
When Felicia wakes up one morning, she realizes that a year has been missing from her memory. It was a year she disappeared to the Underworld, and all she has left is a diary. Scared and clueless of what to do, Felicia decides to go back to her safe place - Santa Barbara. This time, however, she is not alone…
I want blasphemy, murder, rape, revolution, anything, bad or good, but strong. - Aleister Crowley Beautiful Blasphemy is a collection of poems inspired by dark musings and nightmares. It displays the raw, violent, yet vivid imagery of themes that are not accepted or by many but possess certain glint of beauty born from chaos and deviations from the norm.
"Deskaril" recalls personal, political and cultural events that shaped young Filipinos who grew up between Metro Manila and their own home town - wherever that may be. Each poem tackles everyday realities like chatting with friends online, posting on social media or cramming one?s body inside a train.
Dreams is a collection of poetry about the process of falling in love and falling out of love. I brew storms in teacups and at the back of my mind to let you know how I feel. You may be a million steps away from where I stand, building castles of hope and dreams, but you’re still one step closer…
May boses akong naririnig pero hindi ko naman maintindihan ang sinasabi. Nasa langit na kaya ako? Si Lord na ba ang kumakausap sa akin? Asa lle elee... Buksan mo ang mga mata mo... Sinunod ko ang utos sa akin. Isang mukha ang nabungaran ko. Isang estranghero ang may hawak-hawak ng mukha ko. "Sino ka?" Kunot-noo ang sagot niya sa akin.…