Literary

The Witching Hour

The Witching Hour

photo by MARLOU JOSEPH B. BON-AO/The Flame Do you hear them come? The rustling of withered leaves, And the marching feet of headless priests? The sullen song of a weeping woman, Or was that of the fallen soldier, Lurking within the thread of hedges? Watching you shiver, from the sinister…
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Third is My First: Rekindling the Flame

Third is My First: Rekindling the Flame

LOVE has no alarm switch, yet everybody seems to know when it arrives. Movies, paintings, and other pieces of literature can only shed little light on what love really is as its complete definition can rarely be summarized within an hour's length of a movie.  Despite the challenge, independent film…
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Living for the Dead

Living for the Dead

photo by RAINIEL ANGELYN BUENAVISTA FIGUEROA/THE FLAME I know death does not make the world go away. After papa died, mama brought in a new world of her own. There was nothing too obscure to the things she had begun to do: her eyes gleamed at the sight of a…
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Write About Love: Resonating Writers’ Voices

Write About Love: Resonating Writers’ Voices

By FATIMA B. BADURIA  photo taken from Netflix  LOVE beyond the screen can make the most familiar expositions rise to unforeseen events as it develops unexpectedly—or dissolves abruptly. Within films, however, romance becomes repetitive and predictable, far from the myriad of ways it can exist in real life.  Thus, deviation from…
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Under Her Care

Under Her Care

photo by SHANA ANGELA S. CERVANIA/The Flame At the end of the lightless street stood a convenience store she frequented to grab some snacks.  The night was young, but the streets were as empty as a ghost town. Ever since people started disappearing in the dead of night and surfacing…
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Tahimik

Tahimik

photo by COLEEN SHANE O. QUIAMBAO/ The Flame Huminhin na ang dapo ng araw sa aking balat; malapit na itong mamahinga. Tinakbo ko ang daan pauwi bago tuluyang gumapang ang dilim. Hindi na alintana ang tagaktak ng pawis. Sinara ko agad ang pinto at binaba ang tuyong nipa na tabing…
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Burst

Burst

Art by TCHEKY NICOLE D. CABRERA/THE FLAME   The bubble that detained him was unlike any other. Apparently, its frailty was only superficial. None of his efforts seemed capable of bursting it—or damaging it in the slightest. Five minutes ago, he was reluctantly dozing off to sleep. He urged his…
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