Literary

Aug

Suring Basa: Kondenado ni Paul Castillo

PINAGTITRIPAN TAYO ni Paul Castillo. Kinakalikot niya ang bawat gunita natin sa pandemyang minsang nilimot. O tinatangka pa ring malimutan hanggang ngayon. Sa lengguwaheng Gen Z, ang ating mga core memory. Sa pagkakalikot ng mga alaalang ito umiikot ang unibersong umaalpas sa kaniyang likhang kuwadrado: ang kaniyang aklat na Kondenado…

Jul

By Francis Miguell Sta. Rosa

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Limas

Naglilimas ako ng tubig-baha. Tumila na ang ulan at mayroon ng malamlam na sikat ng araw pero naglalawa pa rito sa unang palapag ng bahay. Kaya ngayon, pinapalis ko ang kulay-kapeng tubig na may nakalutang na iba’t ibang basura: saranggola, wasak na dollhouse, pati bote ng beer na basag at…

Jul

By Alyanna Ysabel Sacramento

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Alas Singko ng Hapon

ISANG BAGAY na hindi natin maikakaila ay ang takbo ng oras. Kadalasan, hindi na natin pinagtutuunan ng pansin ito, sapagkat sari-sari na ang mga nagaganap sa ating buhay. “Ang bilis ng panahon, ‘no?” wika ni Gemma. “Parang kahapon lang, nagkakagulo tayo sa mga grades natin. Tapos bukas…” unti-unting humina ang…

Jul

By Trixcy Anne Loseriaga

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Kababata

“ANG TAGAL mo naman gumising, kuya!” Iyan ang palagi kong naririnig sa umaga sa tuwing ikaw ang nakatoka sa pagluluto ng pagkain. Pagkatapos, mag-uunahan tayo sa maliit na kotse kasi gusto mong hinihila kita patungo sa tabing-dagat. Ilang taon na nga ba ang nakalipas noong huli akong umuwi sa Pangasinan?…

Jul

By Hjadoeya Calica

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Among Markets and Epiphanies

WITH EXCITEMENT in his voice, my father decided to take me to the night market as I had spent most of my days inside our house. Although I have been there several times, I avoided it as much as possible because of the overwhelming crowd. I dragged my feet and…

Jun

By Franz Zoe Stoelzl Baroña

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A Botanist’s Study

Indian clock vines hang freely from steel bars as I walk along the stone pavement of a botanical garden. From spring to autumn, the vines depart from their slumber. I must study them and quench curiosity. I do not regret the strain in my neck as I stretch…

Jun

By Jaila Marjaan Abdul

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Afloat

THE SCORCHING heat has passed, and it is now June. A salty afternoon breeze drapes the skin, the cold air lingers, and soon, a swarm of mayflies will flock to the light posts. I suppose the dry season is over. From the stilt house, the rain is an unsettling time.…

Inside Out 2: Illuminating the Human Experience

Jun

By The Flame Literary

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Inside Out 2: Illuminating the Human Experience

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LEjhY15eCx0 HUMANS BY nature are multi-faceted. Aside from their experiences, their emotions contribute to their place in this world. Be it negative or positive emotions, these feelings fill in the gaps of who they truly are. But when a person's emotions become uncontrollable, one feeling tends to overpower the rest.…

Jun

By Hjadoeya Calica

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Graduation Reverie

IN MY peripheral view, I could see their tassels sway from the thrill of taking family and group photos. As everyone took pride in their hard-earned medals, I stared into the expanse of blue-hooded togas. I ruminated about our individuality and the experiences that brought us closer. The atmosphere of…

Jun

By Francis Miguell Sta. Rosa

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Last To-do List (Annotated)

TO-DO LIST: May 31, 2024 0700: Breakfast. “Kuya, dating gawi,” I said. Upon my request, the lugaw vendor prepared my usual order of plain porridge, tofu and egg. I wished I would also remember as well as he did. Garlic, chili oil and sweet vinegar; I seasoned well what I…