My great love! By Jing Villamil YOU are my great love. You are the source of my strength. You are the light of my life. Though, you cast most of what is dark in me; you make me fear for me, for you. You make me weak. My love for you has no bounds. I […]
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Gone to colours! (Conclusion) By Jing Villamil AMONG the children of the subdivision who learned the basics of acrylic or oil on canvas from the artist-in-residence were these high school kids who were primarily sent to fetch their younger siblings home to lunch, dinner, or a nap. Eventually, the teeners stayed a little longer, intrigued […]
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Gone to colours! By Jing Villamil SOMETIMES, life’s stories seem more magnificently unlifelike, more of an untruth, than the Tagalog, Mexican, Korean, Chinese telenovelas we watch out for at the end of the day. Is it, maybe, the reel scenes seem more acceptably vivid in perspective coming to us from the screen rather than the […]
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Gone free! By Jing Villamil THERE are true stories begging to be told. This is one. He was just turning thirty, but eight of his young adult years had been spent in dialysis. Those who are familiar with the procedure would know what it forebodes: the whole of one’s being quivering in apprehension, the painfully […]
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Gone too soon By Jing Villamil WE do not bury our children. They bury us. This is how things are supposed to go. Fetus, neonate, infant, toddler, pre-school, almost unending school-age, adults thereafter. Life lived to the full. For us older folks, when the sun had risen for the last dawning, when it dipped for […]
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A tale of two sons By Jing Villamil THERE are woes that need to be smoothed out fast and at once. Like in this true story, told by a girl who saw it first hand and wrote and froze it in time. She does what most wise men do not. She goes where most brave men […]
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A walk in the past By Jing Villamil IN Coelho’s Alchemist, a boy talked to his heart, and it told him ditzy things like “most people see the world as a threatening place. And because they do, the world turns out, indeed, to be a threatening place.” Zoom this perspective to the here and now: […]
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Once, twice upon a time! By Jing Villamil THIS is not a fairy tale. This is a true story cloaked in naughty faerie. History tells us not all rulers end their reign with their anointed heir taking over rightfully, respectfully. Some rulers are unceremoniously deposed by others driven by ambition or powered by greed. The […]
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Stay still By Jing Villamil AT three months, your birth Mom gave you up. Her doctor said she was raped by a street smart. “You were not meant to be mine. I pushed him out of my bed, now I push you out of my life. His son is not my son.” She as good […]
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Dancing with my darling By Jing Villamil THIS story was passed down three generations. She did not know what woke her. It must have been the whoosh of the wind from the open windows, the swishing of the silk curtains, or just old floors creaking. Whatever . . . from the depth of sleep she […]