monday / 10:30am / near the entrance of a 7-11 branch There she stood, facing the cement column, cellphone in one hand, a white handerkerchief in the other. She used the white patch of cloth to cover her mouth as she spoke into the phone and also used it to dry her tears. I was rushing to work but I wondered what it was all about. Some piece of news that couldn't wait. Some words that just needed to be said. Some tears that just needed to be shed.
The rants and raves of a copy/comic book/writer in Manila.