Philippine College of Physicians

Hold me with your eyes at a distance. It’s okay, cry more behind your mask. Touch me with gloved hand if you can. But let go as i fade slowly. To remember your hugs in my fading dream. Do remember to keep safe but give joy in-between spaces. Even with COVID, life is completed.

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She closed her eyes as the dog barked in a far-off distance. She told herself I would rather remember the sun’s heat pricking my skin in the midday rush to the población. The faint smile. The scent of ginger. And the quiet, almost inaudible whisper. It was a struggle with the mask. Then tears fell.

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