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Dec

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Malay mo, this year…

MURA ANG nabiling grapes ng Mama ni Iya last year. Sign na dapat ‘yon sa kanya. Habang nagkakantahan ang kanyang pamilya ng Kitchie Nadal medley at nagpapaputok ng fireworks ang kapitbahay sa labas, tinatago na ng tatay niya ang lumang kalendaryo. Siya? Stuck pa rin sa multo niya last year.…

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Dec

By Alyanna Ysabel Sacramento

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Christmas in Tungko

THE SUN had set long before Yana’s mother called out to her from the yellow-gated apartment of her cousin’s home, a cacophony of a sorbetero’s bell, hula hoop beads and strolling bikes filling the subdivision; the discord of noise a strange, comforting presence in the December air. Santa Claus figurines…

06

Dec

By The Flame Literary

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Ang Panandaliang Hugis ng Usok

video by Yanina Alison Baltazar/ THE FLAME ANG NAKASANAYAN nating gawi pagsapit ng dilim, umaasa sa kahel na ilaw sa dulo ng ating mga daliri. Naghihimagsik, nagpaparaya, magkaramay gabi-gabi. Nagbiro ka noong napatid ka at nahulog ang labi mo sa nakasinding baga sa kalsada, Ngayon tayong dalawa’y umaasa…

24

Nov

By Nicole Samson

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Gusto ko matulog

“THESIS MANUSCRIPT” ang nakalagay sa tuktok ng pahina. Sa tabi nito: “FINAL FINAL DRAFT THESIS” at “FINAL NA TALAGA THESIS.” Sa kabilang hati ng screen, bukas ang JSTOR at ResearchGate. Nagkakagulo ang mga salita. Tuwing nalalayo ang mata sa screen, bumubungad sa’kin ang mga bote ng Sting at Redbull sa…

16

Nov

By Bettina Katryn Reyes

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Stoplight Serenities

SWARM OF raised hands floats on the streets. Jeepneys with rusty metals flood Noval. Stoplights at the crossroads hold the world still as they drain familiar faces. Orange afternoon hues blur into darkness, Tired corners of the city float into thin air Reeking gasoline from Petron, black smoke of old…

03

Nov

By Anthea Anika de Sales

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Where You Are

THIS SACRED place we shared is mine alone tonight, now transformed into a shrine for your haunting. I conduct a séance at the place, and the hologram of your phantom manifests through my screen. Accompanied by your sweet furball from your youth, finally reunited. Pressing play on the motion…

01

Nov

By Alyanna Ysabel Sacramento

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In Memory Through Time

THE DAY has stretched long enough for Kimpoy’s back to hurt, as it has been seated on the plastic stool in front of the computer. With a promise of pocket money, Kimpoy usually spends the week before Undas at his uncle’s computer shop. Helping out editing on Photoshop, printing out…

31

Oct

By Hjadoeya Calica

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Sino ang tao, sino ang laman

MAGPAPABAGA tayo sa tabi ng paupahan gamit ang posporong minana mo sa tatay mo. Hahagod ang pula sa lalamunan ko, uubo, ilalabas ang hanging ninakaw ko sa’yo. Ang mga mata mong nakatutok na sa’kin. Mapanuri, tila hinihiwa ang balat tagos hanggang buto. Hinablot ko ang kahong nasa kandungan mo, Tinitingala…

07

Sep

By Anthea Anika de Sales

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U-Belt At The End of The World

“BEFORE THE downpour, there were places so clear, you could see your own reflection,” Ami breaks the silence between her and her sister, Isla. Letting go of the oars, she stretches her arms and removes her respirator, the putrid air filling her nose. But being a child of the believed…

11

Aug

By Tricia Anne Daquiz

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Once, where the sun leads

I BASK in the scorching heat, witnessing new faces cheer in color-coded shirts and matching headbands, each upbeat chatter swelling in waves as the crowd begins their walk. The sun bears down on them; the golden beams cover the crowd like a welcome remark. Quietly, the old landmark stretches a…