ecolalia

Musings on neurodiversity and the environment;
and above all, a repository of attempts to turn the terror of writing into practice.

autobiography

  • Growing up with a messy sense of place

    Or, “Seventh Senseless: The UnManila Girl Diaries.” Part 1 of 2. The funny thing about growing up in Quezon City, Metro Manila is this curious, implacable sensation that no one is from here — or so it seemed to me.… Continue reading

    Growing up with a messy sense of place

  • Towards a madness without alienation

    Somewhere along the road, I seem to have found comfort in being a foreigner. Moving to a new country with a different language and faces, with different air and water and stars has alleviated most of the mysterious heaviness that… Continue reading

    Towards a madness without alienation