Literary

Jun

Before the clock stretches out the horizon

by YSABEL SACRAMENTO TIME WILL soon tell which ground we will walk on, and as we remain clueless about the future yet to unfold, hope is a seed I plant here that I pray to bloom for us. The arch stands tall over the years, welcoming young individuals with different dreams…

Jun

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New world

THE SOFT shimmer of moonlight illuminates the gardens near my village. They are right; taking a midnight stroll does help soothe my dreadful heart. These last few years of my life in the University were tough but I grew and learned a lot. My diary is a testament to all…

Jun

By Abigail Adriatico

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A Conversation in a Sea of Blue

by ABIGAIL M. ADRIATICO WHILE MY mother and my aunt were busy styling my hair and fixing my makeup a few hours before the solemn investiture, I was staring at my reflection on the hotel mirror. Even while my mother was yet to put an absurd amount of makeup on my…

Jun

By Hjadoeya Calica

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Leaving Gate 10 on June 5

by HJADOEYA V. CALICA I WILL soon forget how your eyes would seek me in the crowd of goodbyes. Soon, you will forget how my eyes try to capture your denying gaze. The sun emits a light I have not seen in years. Its yellow hues complement your hazy brown eyes,…

Jun

By Alyanna Ysabel Sacramento

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By me, for you

THE SCORCHING heat of the afternoon is enough to make Josephine feel sick throughout her shift, the knotted ends of her pamaypay almost wearing out. It is only a little over the afternoon, but her bones are starting to feel like they could melt and dissipate. “Okay ka lang dyan?…

To Start a Journey, You Must First Leave Home

Jun

By Abigail Adriatico

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To Start a Journey, You Must First Leave Home

by ABIGAIL M. ADRIATICO I WAS never one to be too engrossed in large celebrations. This sentiment stretches even to my own birthday as I do not particularly like the grandiosity it entails. However, as if it was a comical twist of fate, my 22nd birthday fell upon the same date…

May

By Maria Althea Javier

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Processions by the boulevard

by MARIA ALTHEA V. JAVIER SOMEBODY ASKED me if I could sign their uniform as we half-listened to the Father’s sermons. It was a rather lighthearted request, but a compromised nod was all I could give. As candles lit up the field I once cursed the sun out loud in, I…

May

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Unsaid farewell

by ALYANNA YSABEL DV. SACRAMENTO A WAVE of fear whirls in the pit of his stomach. Just earlier that day, he was walking hand in hand with his mother. For a young boy like Iñigo, getting strayed away from his mother is the last thing he wanted to happen. With only…

Within and Without: Modern Relationships Through the Screen

May

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Within and Without: Modern Relationships Through the Screen

by CZERIZHA KAIZEL S. ADZUARA and FRANCIS MIGUELL S. STA ROSA ROMANTIC RELATIONSHIPS in the digital age have been using virtual platforms as a medium for communication. At the peak of the pandemic, people turned to these tools to strengthen their relationships—romantic and platonic ones alike. Aside from being a foundation of relationships,…

May

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Nanay pa rin

by FRANCIS MIGUELL S. STA. ROSA sa anong punto bang ang ina’y ‘di na ina? ‘pag supling ay tao na, o sarili o ina anak pa rin ba? saksi ako sa kaganapan sa kanilang pagsilang sa madaling araw ng katandaan pasan ang daigdig, na pinasang mayro’ng tangan nang lumao’y nagsilang…