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An impossible conversation on loss because, like tears, a quote from some of our favorite writers can wash away our sorrows Illustration by Ariana Maralit I’m on a late-night drive, along an empty street, listening to  The Smoking Popes . The 1990s pop punk band from Chicago is...

The dangers of emphasizing understanding in education to the point of overlooking the importance of memorization skills Sometimes, my thoughts are a butterfly. It flits around me and, just when I’m about to look closely, it flutters away. I begin chasing it, and see it vanish right before my...

By ELIZABETH D. ANDRES After a harrowing 15-hour trip from my base in Quezon City, I was finally in Namuccayan, the small village I grew up in. I knew that my mother was inside our old battered house waiting for me, but I did not enter our humble abode right away. Instead, I looked around and...