That the t-shirts and pantry spill over, unopened Oreos and sukang pinakurat.
ESSAY
Halalala
My son opens his mouth to show me a loose tooth, and for a moment I see everything.
INSIGHT
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He dreamt I was bodybuilder Kay Baxter. A bikinied beauty, yes, but not the figure I would have wanted to represent me at age 10.
WIT TEA
Lies, I Tell You
Leaving / the party in a boat / yet arriving on a blimp.
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