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WATCH: Progressive groups prepare to face the layers of police blockage along Recto Avenue, in commemoration of Bonifacio Day 2024.
WATCH: Bonifacio Day 2024 protesters successfully passed through the police barricade to hold a program in Mendiola.
WATCH: Multi-sectoral groups confronted the police forces in front of the University of the East, as the barricade refused to let them proceed to Mendiola Peace Arch for a program for this year’s Bonifacio Day.
The Outlier
I remember my first day of university.
Fearless, hopeful, and curious,
I was a flame that dared to burn
brighter than what I used to be.
I had to flip a switch that day,
change my old ways, I thought.
For my past had no place in this academic bubble,
which bursts at the sight of imperfection.
And so, I had to prove that I belong.
That I was part of the prestige of it all.
I poured my everything, sacrificed too much
and yet, I still crashed.
The facade in which I built,
revealed itself as a sham — an illusion
of what I thought I was or could've been,
when maybe I wasn't smart enough for my dreams.
I took the wrong turn, I thought.
I was the outlier amidst the norm,
need not to be considered, for
I wasn't meant to be here at all.
I remember this embarrassing pain,
But I cherish every moment of it.
Now in my final stretch, I realize that
Even the tallest trees started from the dirt.
Dare I say to that freshman,
who wished to only fit in among the crowd,
Your efforts are enough to mold your path.
In time, your flame will light from a distance too.
Written by: Adam Mustafa
Illustrated by: Mary Haziel I. Delelis
WATCH: Situation along the stretch of Recto Ave. as the layers of police continue to obstruct the route of progressive groups towards the Mendiola Peace Arch, for this year’s commemoration of Martial Law proclamation.
#ML52
WATCH: A police barricade blocks the passage way of protesters towards Mendiola, during the 52nd anniversary of the declaration of Martial Law.
#ML52
WATCH: As of 7:20 a.m., commuters along Taft Avenue encountered light rain and strong winds caused by Tropical Storm #EntengPH.
The Manila City Government suspended classes in all levels on private and public schools, including local goverment offices of Manila.
Report by: Charles Dominic L. Ubana
Ika nga ni Sen. Risa —
“Budget hearing po ito. Hindi lahat about you.”
Illustrated by: Nicole B. Domingo
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Don’t rain on my p-ride 🌈
As we approach the end of Pride Month, let us not forget those who stay under the umbrella. Our love will not stop here.
Let’s carry the spirit of Pride with us everyday — rain or shine.
Illustration by: Angelyn D. Oliverio
WATCH: State forces blocking the US Embassy for entry fired a water cannon on the flock of protesters, earlier today.
This Time, Cosmos…
Sometimes I wish,
just for me to wish again.
It is like begging for the galaxies
to catapult a shooting star,
and when one looms,
I would manifest for many more.
But this time, cosmos, may I not implore?
Can my knees at least take ten
from the concrete’s twisting spines?
Could these cuts be mended
by just a kiss I need not ask for?
I crave the zephyr of just receiving:
like how the moon gets caressed
by rays of the sun’s light,
like how solitude gets embraced by the night.
Tantalizing it is to bathe in a steady stream,
that desensitizes the burns
my faith had failed to heal; not so in a seasonal bourn,
where its stones compel my knees to hurt again.
For once, this time, cosmos, may I not implore?
My heart longs to receive—
to cherish love that is certain,
to accept love that is
not demanded.
Only when the universe heeds,
shall I enter a standstill. Only when
I get gifted without a plea,
shall I be at peace, once again.
Written by: Albrecht Mauro R. Beltran Jr.
Illustration by: Angelyn D. Oliverio