Literary

Blurred Lines

Blurred Lines

UNNOTICED, I brush against countless arms, like everyone’s fleeting youth colliding with the impending yuletide. The gossip interferes with the sound of bass guitars, and heavy thumps of drums become nuisances to the tenderness of everyone’s voice. I attempt to bump shoulders with everyone for a closer look, to see…
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A Spoonful of Memories

A Spoonful of Memories

AS HER friends chatted under the Dita trees, smiling while they held their meals, she played with hers until it was cold. The rice no longer emitted smoke, and the sauteed vegetables looked soggy.  The various spices from different food stalls gave her a speck of appetite. But after she…
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Maoyu Transit: A Puzzle in Grief

Maoyu Transit: A Puzzle in Grief

“Kailan mo ba ipapawalang-sala ang sarili mo (When will you absolve yourself)?” Maoyu Transit was a story of healing and respite. Co-directed by Ma. Cecilia Foja and Jemina Rose Macasaet, the production was a simple yet endearing exploration of twists and bumps. Written and managed by Erin Balbin, the show…
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Nag-iisang pakpak ng paruparo

Nag-iisang pakpak ng paruparo

PAGDATING SA pagwawalis, madaling utusan ang mga bata. Naaabot nila ang pinakasulok ng kuwarto. Ginagawan pa nila ito ng laro. Sandaling iwan mo sila ay maririnig ng mga kapitbahay ang kanilang kanta. Kaya para sa marami, pagwawalis ang unang inuutos ng kanilang ina.  Kabisado na ng maraming bata ang tunog…
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Mga Muning

Mga Muning

Sa unti-unting paglubog ng bituing iniikutan, Magiging isang kulay ang lupa at langit, Ang mga muning sa kalye ang silang lalapit, At kakapit sa mga kabalyas na ating bitbit.   Sa pagtugtog ng kampana ng simbahan, Isang palatandaan ng paglubog ng araw, Ang mga parola na nakasabit sa bakal-bakal Ang…
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Keluarga

Keluarga

DISTANT FIGURES giggled at the sight of my sister dragging me around, as they always do. But this time was different; I had so many things I wanted to say, yet all I could do was let her drag me around in this stifling heat. “Abang, Mom said that the…
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As Dawn Hits

As Dawn Hits

Heal thy troubles and woes  Knock on their wooden hearts Wipe tears with their cotton hems Plead to their beady eyes Heal sorrows with strands of hair   For when dawn hits No place is safe again   When everything is refused Cease to question yourselves When you refuse to…
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A heartfelt revelation

A heartfelt revelation

Photo by Jessica Luna/ THE FLAME EVERY 1st of November, my mother always insists on traveling from our hometown all the way to Cabanatuan. I never knew why we had to travel that far just to attend a mass, let alone was I interested enough to ask. Today is the…
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