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Jul

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Realizations in the Rain

THE weather took a hard turn the moment I climbed into the seat. Despite its inconvenience, it still seemed to be perfectly-timed. On days like these, my favorite way to pass time is to observe the raindrops cutting tracks down the window pane. Silently, I wonder which one of them…

07

Jul

By The Flame Literary

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Under the Rainbow

ACCEPTANCE was a foreign sensation. Instead of a warm hug on a rainy day, the acceptance I longed for came with a slap on the face along with words so vile that it pierced through the remaining sanity I had. Fear slowly crawled into my consciousness; it swallowed my very…

07

Jul

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Big Times Behind

HE dreamt of going fast. His fantasies always had him riding at a breakneck speed. It did not matter where, whether on horse, bike, or vehicle; all he wanted was to leave his small, idyllic hometown. His mind turns to Manila and its bustling city lights and urban lifestyle. At…

13

Apr

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Voice of the Past

HE sweeps his eyes over the vast expanse of the park before him. Lofty trees enclose its edges; lush green grass near the monument complements the bright blue sky. The wideness of the park’s space draws the pigeons in, much to the excitement of little kids and adults alike. He…

13

Apr

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Roads to be Taken

OFTENTIMES we find ourselves desperately grappling at the edges of life in buzzing fear or anticipation of whatever it plans to launch toward us; maybe, it is the other way around: we are the ones catapulted abruptly at wherever point that life deems fit. Either way, we are left in…

02

Apr

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Wandering Soul

THE air was warm and heavy; I felt my throat getting parched. With no freshwater in sight, I bent down to savor the lake water. It tasted of earthly reality—it reminded of the memories that continue to haunt me. With trembling hands, I clutched my chest, took my heart out…

02

Apr

By The Flame Literary

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Crossroads

THE thick smoke of vehicles stung my nostrils, yet that did not stop a smile from blooming on the corners of my mouth as I tidied my white coat. Bizarre wonderment always has its way of settling on my stomach whenever I am reminded of how far and wide life…

20

Mar

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Her

I MET her when I was younger. She would play by the river near the hut where I used to live. Her hair was black and luscious, her skin as clear as the river that flowed between us, and her eyes sparkled in the morning light. I would catch her…

20

Mar

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Radiance

AFTER years of commuting around the city and seeing new people almost every day, it has come to my mind that none of these strangers ever really had an impact on me—only until I happened to converse with the young son of a tricycle driver. One day, I simply told…

20

Mar

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Monotony

THE faint sound of the alarm woke me up. I grabbed my phone to check the time and realized that dawn was already breaking. Deep inside I knew that I should get up, but my body felt so heavy. I could not find the motivation to move. Wide awake, I…