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Category: Letters

  • I Tolerate You

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    Karen SueAnn Yao
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    “If there’s a price for rotten judgment, I guess I’ve already won that. No man is worth the aggravation. It’s ancient history; Been there, done that.” We were all freshmen. We were just guppies. In the Journalism Society, We were the so-called babies.   I honestly did not bother To create a bond with anyone.…

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    Karen SueAnn Yao
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    September 20, 2014 Hi. Remember the first time you saw my name? You told me it was from my application form, for the Mountaineering Club. You said I had a unique name— “SueAnn”. After the club’s general assembly, which I did not attend, and the first official minor climb, I met you. I honestly didn’t…

  • Cinnamon Swirls

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    Karen SueAnn Yao
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    Mall of Asia, LRT lines, cats with hats. Guitars, turtles, chibi drawings, Gin Ginebra. The color blue, buildings, Physics. Origami, caligraphy, Coheed and Cambria. A year has passed since we part ways, And somehow, we’re still friends— For that, my dear, let’s take a bow. But today, let’s forget the present days Because, from time…

  • HOW ARE YOU?

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    Karen SueAnn Yao
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    Seven years ago, cellular phones were not a thing. I know this because seven years ago I could still hear our landline ring. But today, PLDT has its own SIM card, And your messages are just saved in my inbox. You called that afternoon. I remember you asking for yesterday’s homework. I remember giving you…

  • John Cymon A. Concepcion

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    Karen SueAnn Yao
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    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fIxfCX_UN5g Pagod na ang mga labi kahit wala pang sinasabiPuro minsan na lang, nakapako sa aking isipanTahan na, umiiyak ka na namanHindi ba’t ikaw din ang papahid ng luhang yanHindi ka ba nag-sasawa sa tuwing titindig at titig sa salaminLahat ay nag-wakas, nakamtan ang kalayaan koHabang mayroon pang nalalabing lakas, nais kong malaman moHeto ako, sumpang hindi na uulit paHeto…

  • Quadricentennial Secretary

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    Karen SueAnn Yao
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    ©  My love, please take me far away; Someplace like where we first met— When alcohol was streaming through our veins— In a sunset-coloured tent.   I had no intention of knowing you then; You were meant to be only just an officer to me. Little did I know, you were the soul mate That…

  • For Simply Passing By

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    Karen SueAnn Yao
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    I didn’t like you at first. I actually liked your friend. And then one time, we got together to get a couple of drinks. You were never my type. You’re the modern hipster I try not to hate. You think you know so much. You hate almost every person in the world. The fuck’s wrong…