Leaving Home and Coming Home
For most of last year, and the early months of this year, I have come to realize that there are places and spaces that I can call home. Like how I have considered Antique as one of my homes, even if I do not stay there anymore. I also consider Guimaras my home, as it was where I grew up, and where Mama’s parcel of land is, and where she is buried. But when I entered the portals of the University…
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