RED.
Red was my favorite color.
Red was the color of the favorite dress that I’d been keeping for years. It was a soft satin formal gown I’d been wanting to wear for special occasions.
Red din ang paborito kong lipstick. I always wore red lippies before going to the office.
Red was fierce.
Red was powerful.
Pero nang makita ko ang kaparehong kulay na nakasiksik sa ilalim ng aking kuko, sa sahig ng banyo, at sa hawakan ng gripo-- tangina, ayoko na pala ng pula.
Nalunok ko ang suka ko ng biglang bumaligtad ang aking sikmura. Umakyat kasi ‘yong kiinain konang sumigid sa pang-amoy ko ‘yong amoy ng dugo at utak ni lola – sobrang lansa. Mas pinag-igihan ko pa ang pagkuskos sa aking mga daliri, avoiding to step on the bloodstains on the floor as I fit myself inside that dirty cubicle.
Bak
