by Samantha Mok (Grade 10 – Rizal) These tired eyes have seen and burnedThrough words and numbers and linesThey were only able to comprehendIn smudges of dancing, senseless strokes. They’ve seen sunny days in monochromeAnd sometimes monochrome in mirrorsWhen they see circles under their borders,Battle scars from wars against sleep and tears. But they’ve also...Read More