I used to be very scared of cemeteries. When I was much younger, I would shut my eyes tight whenever I passed by the cemetery in our village. Unlike American cemeteries where coffins are lowered about 6 feet under the ground, in traditional Philippine cemeteries like the one we had in our barrio, coffins areContinue reading “EERIE CEMETERY”



The gravestone remembers him well resting beneath the ancient tree in the woods by an old farm road that ends in an abandoned lea. He had been there for a long time the gravestone remembers him well, the day when he was laid to rest how tears from broken hearts fell. how many stories couldContinue reading “FORGOTTEN”