Chasing Cars. We'll do it all Everything On our own We don't need Anything Or anyone If I lay here If I just lay here Would you lie with me and just forget the world? I see you every now and then. When I close my eyes, and silence surrounds the empty shell that a … Continue reading Chasing Cars.
Let me be clear Deb Horner is who I think of whenever someone talks about how they transplanted themselves in the state of Alaska. There are many of us who moved up to Alaska and made our homestead here. It doesn't define who we are--rather who we evolved into. I met Deb years ago when … Continue reading Ma Vie En Rose: The Art of Deb Horner
A message from the First Born on Mother's Day: "Your children sucks, but you're a good Mom. Love, Your Children.... or don't love them. I wouldn't. *One of them burned my pans." His girlfriend's message, on the other hand: "Happy Mother's Day! See you in June!" *Note: his brother (the middle child) burned … Continue reading Ma Vie en Rose: A message from the First Born.
Truth: I am writing this essay completely stripped of the full mask of make-up I wear each day. My hair uncombed is gathered up in a messy bun and expressing what adventures I may have stirred in my sleep. An impressive expression of hot messery. Also true, I am wearing under eye patches made … Continue reading Phenomenally.
I had been quite engrossed in my daily work at the office these days. This is the season in academia where we are ending the year with events, finals, and commencement. Where I work is no exception. My day job consists of juggling many balls in the air, and being cognizant of avoiding any … Continue reading A Grandfather’s Love.
My daughter has no idea how easy she has it. She walks into a Sephora and finds a plethora of make-up that will suit whatever kind of looks she wants to portray on her face on any given day. Smoky-eye with a wing eyeliner: available! Foundation color that suits her olive/peachy complexion: over 100 … Continue reading Surviving the 80s and 90s: The Filipina-American Version
I appreciate a good morning. Most especially when the daily drive to work is greeted with a beautiful sky. I took this photo yesterday (March 8th) soon after I dropped my daughter off to school, and I had the International Women's Day on my mind. There were some news yesterday morning about the travesty … Continue reading Morning Drive
Freedom from Impulsive Reactivity In my 20s when I embarked on being an undergrad, there were moments that I would react impulsively at anything being thrown at me. I felt immense passion for my beliefs or my cause, and I felt compelled to defend them at all times. It was a pure luxury of … Continue reading Freedom
I’ll be somewhat disclosing my age here by writing this essay, but there’s a point to be made about the generation that I am a member of. The generation that has been defined by experts as those who came after the baby boomers are now grown. The Generation X—because no one could fucking come … Continue reading The X Legacy
Binary There seems to be a misunderstanding when it comes to the notion of being in a relationship. I'm referring to having a significant other. You know one plus one equals two. The concept of binary centers on, according to its vocab, "relating to, using, or expressed in a system of numerical notation that has … Continue reading Binary
The Echo Muse 