UPSHOTS

Six typhoons in two months. “Ulysses” for the swan song. Looking back at the congregation of storms — from my quarantine window.          

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PLAZA MIRANDA

We stand here together in the patio. For the most part, the stage setting for affairs of the church and the state; of indignation and proclamations. Also of con men and lawmen. Peddlers and beggars. Tarot readers and believers. Looking over, the Minor Basilica of Black Nazarene. We stand together amid social isolation, loneliness, and […]

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