Literary

Harvest the Grapes of Berlin
28
Jan
By The Flame Literary
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Harvest the Grapes of Berlin

by FRANZ ZOE STOELZL T. BAROÑA Editor’s Note: This piece is one of the works in a nine-part series in line with the Dapitan 2023 theme Panopticon. All works are written by The Flame‘s Literary staffers. RATS SCUFFLED from the crevices that graced the surface of the earth, the ground trembled…
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Yggdrasil
22
Jan
By The Flame Literary
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Yggdrasil

by CZERIZHA KAIZEL S. ADZUARA Editor’s Note: This piece is one of the works in a nine-part series in line with the Dapitan 2023 theme Panopticon. All works are written by The Flame's Literary staffers. In Norse mythology, a colossal tree binds the nine realms. Its branches are bridges to…
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The sorter of letters
14
Jan
By The Flame Literary
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The sorter of letters

by FRANZ ZOE STOELZL T. BAROÑA ANDENG SORTED countless mails since the first ascent of dawn. It was only fair for her to evoke a sense of weariness. At 7 in the evening, she departed from the Post Office and wandered along the entangled paths of Liwasang Bonifacio. Lampposts and lanterns…
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07
Jan
By The Flame Literary
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As the midnight dandelion blooms

by VON ZYRON P. ALIMORONG IN THE days leading up to New Year, Barbara’s parents would often talk about a strange firework that only appears once every 23 years. Its beauty can hypnotize anyone, they say, and leave them breathless. Its origin is unknown. Many had tried to look for…
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02
Jan
By The Flame Literary
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Deafening excitement

by NICOLE DG. SAMSON  EVERYONE RAN around me, carrying plates of food and drinks. I had no appetite. Though the sofa was comfortable to sit on, it was hard to ignore the loud engines of motorcycles dragging pots and pans on the road or the kids with their plastic trumpets. …
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Burnouts and shunt wires
26
Dec
By The Flame Literary
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Burnouts and shunt wires

by FRANCIS MIGUELL S. STA. ROSA HE STUMBLED as he journeyed to the España side, decorating the floor with his reading materials. Tired even of getting mad, he let out a big sigh and picked up the papers—and himself.  “Okay, slower now.” Christmas colors dictated the movement of the vehicles along…
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24
Dec
By The Flame Literary
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The assemblage of yellow hues

by HJADOEYA CALICA Under the flowing energy of the sun, Particles of perspiration by my flesh, Found its way to the knitted threads.   The queue of hasting feet,  The urging buttons of electricity, The cadre's arms away from its body— I was caught in the arrow without end.  …
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