Ancestral beginnings To my voice, the ghost of the ages, penetrate her story of forgotten unspoken history. Peter’s keys on a chain, for heaven sake, which opens which gate again? Marcy, what, ano anak. Mary, link, bring him back. Inday,… Read More ›
Day: March 14, 2019
“The present is just so many possible futures, waiting all together in a crowded room,” she told him, as she moved away.