
Breakfast in Bongao, Tawi-Tawi
When I first arrived in Bongao, Tawi-Tawi, I did not expect to be so deeply moved by the students of Mindanao State University in Tawi-Tawi College of...

When I first arrived in Bongao, Tawi-Tawi, I did not expect to be so deeply moved by the students of Mindanao State University in Tawi-Tawi College of...

The rain has been pouring endlessly here in Tawi-Tawi. Since yesterday, it has shown no sign of stopping. Because of it, the morning session and openi...

The moment our plane touched down at Zamboanga International Airport, hunger greeted us like an old friend. I was traveling with our Dean, Sir Pete, a...

I was a first-year college student when I first read the works of John Iremil Teodoro, whom we fondly called Sir John and, among friends, Sirena. Even...

Whoever came up with the idea of putting “Mayor Raisa Treñas” on every sports event banner for Dinagyang 2026 should probably reconsider their career ...

Cinema is not just entertainment—it is memory, protest, and truth. In the Philippines, where stories have long been shaped by colonial morality and re...

Everyone has a story. That is the easiest truth to say but the hardest to honor. In the art world, where beauty and intellect often mask deeper power ...

Let’s admit it. We Filipinos have a complicated relationship with our own words. We celebrate our writers, yes, but mostly when they write in English....

I’m boycotting the Frankfurt Book Fair for personal reasons, but that isn’t my focus here. What matters more is the presence of the Sugidanon epics at...