Ayon sa beterinaryong tinawagan ng nanay ko, parvovirus daw ang pumatay sa aming asong si Mucho. Subalit sa pananaw ng aking pamilya, corona

The ever crowded Times Square was deserted. It finally took a long overdue nap.

Apat o limang buwan na yatang naka-lockdown ang buong siyudad. Hindi rin ako sigurado. Ilang araw na ‘kong di tumitingin sa kalendaryo.

HINIWA NG MANIPIS NA SHEET NG PLASTIK ang tagiliran ng smartphone.

“Meron nanaman?” Mother asked as she emerged from her room across the hall.

Just like the pandemic, online class was a surprise for all of us —a bad one, that is.

Everything stopped. Events were cancelled. Stores closed. Tingkad page was quiet for three months.

This pandemic scarred us in different ways. In my case, I found myself with 11,070 Kapamilya employees fighting for our jobs and families.

Before a vaccine is developed against COVID-19, please know I wrote you this letter. Letters in the time of pandemic—that’s a thing, too!

I was born in this city. I grew up in this city. I left the city for a few years, but I always come back. And now, I think I’m back for good

I used to be a creative director for a designer brand, but I had to give up the position because I wanted to pursue my dream as a freelance

The resumption of face-to-face learning is uncertain with the current situation of the pandemic in the country.

I am an English teacher in a public school in Northern Samar, one of the poorest provinces in the country.