Phantom Drumbeats

by Esther Elizabeth Suson As our fx passed over the bridge going to the Tramo stop (moving away from Antipolo), the world was bright with ten-in-the-morning full-glare sun. It threw every point of the outside into blazing clarity, like a picture springing into high definition. I was glancing out the left-hand window from the middle-seat, watching … Continue reading Phantom Drumbeats