Wednesday last marked the fourth death anniversary of my dearly departed Minda, my beloved...
Opposite Connection
The day before my lola’s big bash, my brothers and I, after a hearty...
After attending Sunday mass, we all trudge back to my uncle Fidel’s house for...
I scan the neighborhood searching for playmates, but the only one in sight is...
We are somewhere in the ‘50s, and I am a restless 13-year-old up early...
Unless the Chinese are bluffing or we are, the war of a thousand and...
Summer loves I have had a few, some unforgettable, the rest I care not...