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Nov

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A cat stood across the sunless street

by VON ZYRON P. ALIMORONG There, across the sunless street, a cat there stood and looks ahead— with irises bright, like the skin of a sunset sky; with whiskers long and thin, like the softest brushstrokes of nature; and in its little yawn I see the kindness of the world enclosed…

19

Nov

By The Flame Photography Department

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Timeless

by NICOLE DG. SAMSON A LOUD burst of laughter permeated the air as the trio walked down the streets. Children turned their heads in shock and the vendors in annoyance. Ray stared at his friends and savored a familiar sight. It has been a long time since they have…

12

Nov

By The Flame Literary

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Mahal na mahal ka

by FRANCIS MIGUELL STA. ROSA Mula natutong maglakbay, kasama ka Ikaw lang ang lakas, saan man magpunta Lagi kong dalanging huwag kang mawala Lalo sa tuwing tayo lang ang magkasama Ako ay sabik sa muling pagtatanan Dalhin ako sa luntiang kagubatan Kung saan kalikasan lang ang kapiling Dahil sa…

How to Grieve: Finding pain in everything

12

Nov

By The Flame Literary

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How to Grieve: Finding pain in everything

GRIEF MANIFESTS itself in different ways. Losing a loved one, either physically or emotionally, leaves behind a trail of grief that one has to step through. Despite the well-known theory of the five stages of grief, the process is neither linear nor clear-cut. How to Grieve by Jade Mark Capiñanes…

02

Nov

By The Flame Literary

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05/05/05

by TRIXCY ANNE LOSERIAGA IT HAS been a while since Gabriel saw his little sister. She resided on Southwest Hill, only three miles from his apartment. Despite the moon illuminating the way amid the seedless sky, he still got lost on his way. The white lilies pranced around, anticipating his…

02

Nov

By The Flame Literary

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The arch bridge

THE CRICKETS and the gush of the river were the only things audible in the town—until a knock brought Aurora back to reality. She walked towards the door, and greeting her from the other side were two uniformed men with badges. “Are you Mr. Leon’s daughter?” She distanced herself from…

01

Nov

By Franz Zoe Stoelzl Baroña

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St. Jeanne d’Arc, Oil on Canvas

Once during the last tick of the eve I crossed the gate of Miguel de Benavides and pathed to the basalt shelf where the French tome laid. ‘Jeanne d'Arc,’ it was written on the foremost page, and I had felt her speak to me with a gentle voice. …

29

Oct

By The Flame Literary

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Penny, nickel, dime

by MARIA ALTHEA V. JAVIER Among the fumes of midday Beneath golden kingdoms And above the wretched metropolis She spies with her eyes around With skylines that separate Her pockets jingle From what is left of thirty’s stipend Or was it fifteen’s? At the kiosk she makes a judgment As…

The Mountain That Grew: A diasporic allegory

24

Oct

By The Flame Literary

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The Mountain That Grew: A diasporic allegory

by ABIGAIL M. ADRIATICO THE IDEA that the grass is greener on the other side is one that a lot of Filipinos tend to believe. With the continuous rise of people seeking to find greener pastures in other countries, the belief that one’s life would be better off in foreign…

22

Oct

By The Flame Literary

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Liwanag

by HJADOEYA CALICA ALAS SAIS na ng gabi, nagpapahiwatig na patapos na ang araw. Sa lugar na ito, pamilyar na sa akin ang tore, puno, at ang poste para sa ating bandila dahil lagi ko itong nadaraanan. Sa aking balintataw masisilayan ang liwanag na siyang nagpahinto sa akin tulad ng…