Literary

Fill the void

Fill the void

INSIDE ME, everything exists, like lousy tenants I cannot seem to kick out. And likewise, within places I have stepped foot in are remnants of me. My bodily fluids or my laughter replay inside the tenants’ minds. I wonder if it is as crowded over there as it is in…
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Remnants of an Old Time

Remnants of an Old Time

Ramon and his grandson Miguel had just arrived on the busy roads of Guagua with their car, having left Bataan two hours prior. Ramon planned to spend the Day of Valor by touring Miguel along the route the former traversed as a survivor of the Bataan Death March in 1942.…
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Like Other Girls

Like Other Girls

DUST PILED on the doll’s clothes. A family of colorful bears huddled under a plastic cover that failed to protect them from dirt.  All the dolls sat on an orange bear’s lap— cleverly named Orangey. The brown one was called Browny and the pink one Pinky. A child, of course,…
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Biyernes Santo

Biyernes Santo

salitan sa amin ng paglingap si inang at ang araw hirap silang mapagkasya ng payak naming tahanan   araw-araw, nanakawin ng traysikel ang payak naming dingding at lampara ibabato sa dyip, sa tren, sa kalsada para tuntungan ng panginoong Maynila   sa kanyang pag-uwi, lupaypay ang ngiti ang hangad kong…
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Tale of a Silencer

Tale of a Silencer

LOKU, A king’s tale.  Loku was the most feared king of all the isles. His subjects cowered, their mouths tied tight. His presence commanded others to bow their heads. The tyrant raised his sword to the sky. Loku towered over his kneeling subjects. Next to his feet, their produce rotted…
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Cinepanalo Shorts: Get by Without Haste

IN THE spirit of celebrating Filipino film excellence, the Puregold CinePanalo Film Festival is screening from March 15 to 26 at Gateway Cineplex 18. It offers six full-length films and 25 student-produced short films. This year’s festival categorized the short films in five sets.  UST communication senior Dizelle Masilungan's film,…
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Two navels as one

Two navels as one

Pastel skies were visible outside my room. The air I breathed inside the constraints of these four walls Was shared by four people I barely knew.   We exchange greetings in the morning as we depart, and state our dreams over dinner, Yet we still walk softly around each other…
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