Day: April 7, 2015

my fears were abolished as you tried to write a constitution in my heart, parted it into four, for my mother who is a mother for my father who is a worker for my sister who is a child and for my brother who is a queer, then you attached wings in it and said…

By Carol Pagaduan-Araullo Streetwise | BusinessWorld Readers of this 10-something-year-old column have likely observed that the essays I write are mostly political in nature; an outcome of my being a social activist from way back when. But once in a rare while and for good reason, the theme becomes more personal. Then again as the…