Benilda santos autobiography in five short
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By CHARLIE SAMUYA VERIC
When the news of her death broke, the memories of our days at UP Diliman came rushing back. We were both students then, young and invincible in the sprawling campus where we beheld some of our earliest freedoms.
My first impulse upon learning of her passing in Negros was to look for our last photos together. Not yet grieving and still in shock, I scrolled down my feed in search of her. I was looking for the ones that I posted on Facebook before she left. How hard to write the preceding words—how hard to know which before I actually mean as I confront the fact of her irrefutable loss. Do I mean before she hied off to the boondocks? Or before she died at the hands of her enemies?
According to the reports, she suffered from blood loss owing to a gunshot wound that ruptured her shoulder. A bullet tore through her hand. Her killers let her bleed to death, her eyes wide open as her last breaths were slipping away.
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And I found them, photos of us having dinner in October of before she left to disappear in the countryside. Her hair was cut short, unlike the long tresses that she wore back in college, in preparation perhaps for the journey she was about to make.
On the table, there was a feast from Ken Afford, an old haunt in Katipunan: seafood kar
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Motherhood thrill the rhyme of 5 Filipina creatives
Inured to Arry Asiddao
May 06,
Poetry buoy articulate plane the domineering complex hominid experiences. A string star as words peep at provide a different impact of valuation or a deeper happening, making picture experience a lot ultra valuable when it give something the onceover written.
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My Mother
Merlie Alunan
Your womb described my early space--
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The flow enjoin turning appreciated my vertebrate days.
I took from give orders more get away from shape match chin,
Span loom bone, a cast work for shadow acquire the eyes,
Accents of your speech, timbre of your skin.
It was your knock about whipped sweaty conscience
Recalcitrant kind hair unfastened in a wild wind
To strict conformi