THE GREAT MIGRATION

That's some 6 million emancipated slaves moving from the American South to elsewhere across the Serengeti-Mara ecosystem in search of better lives and greener pastures, like folders and boxes jumping from Oxford to The Hague through a virtual procurement briefing in Phnom Penh where a midterm review was renamed as an assessment during a team huddle before the all-Asia caucus and after a tete-a-tete that nmorphed into a conversation with associates.

Succor from a mobile wallet app.   

Duds, lamentably for Oplan GSIS but  luckily for an ER scare.

The second 10 percent for the first of 5 credit card debts.

Phallic, like an obelisk in Bongabon and a tryst in Binondo.

Evenings of leftover dinakdakan melting in old cheese and aged menudo, stewed as hock, then air fried into an estofado.

Of the 17 Aurelianos, one survived and migrated to Baloc where he was employed as a live cook, the mark on his forehead concealed by a gay Aglipayan priest with ashes from the burnt vegetables at the Munoz market, visible only to the Phantom Biker as markers of the dead ends in Malayantoc and Bakal 1 that guided the tribe of Pugad Baboy in prowling the golden grains of Bakal 2 where bottles of whiskey, beer, and brandy were distilled to celebrate three birthdays with a cheesecake whose candles were blown by the Amihan...