Literary

Weaving the mythical with realities

Weaving the mythical with realities

by CZERIZHA KAIZEL S. ADZUARA DESPERATION LURES people to drastic measures. Those who ought to overcome their plight often resort to means that are most accessible to them— even if those means are perilous. In the Philippines, Filipinos rummage through limited choices to endure economic hardships. Due to the circumstances…
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Old objects

Old objects

by VON ZYRON P. ALIMORONG   IT WAS a pale October morning when Kyle found himself inside Romuel’s Oldbarn again. He was a man worn by age and grief, yet he glanced around the vintage shop with youthful glitter in his eyes.  He did not want to be there alone.…
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11,103: Bite-sized bitter narratives

11,103: Bite-sized bitter narratives

by FATIMA B. BADURIA  FORGETFULNESS IS a sickness to which storytelling is the only known cure. But some stories are so heavy that they tie tongues, silencing the narrators. It is the problem of those who were witnesses and victims of the human rights violations under Martial Law. Yet, in…
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Crux of the Lost

Crux of the Lost

by TRIXCY ANNE B. LOSERIAGA   Pluto had swung his rusty scythe, as the children lay their promises before the sleeping maiden.   Flowers embraced her,  as nature soothes her delicate soul. The moon glows bright tonight, illuminating her way towards the gate.   She knew she was no match…
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In These Burning Halls

In These Burning Halls

by ABIGAIL M. ADRIATICO I will never be accustomed to the silence  in my halls now bathed in darkness, for all that is left in my hallowed ground once graced by hope and harmony are the timid footsteps of those that come and go, bearing nothing but unease and uncertainty.…
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Eased by the Tides

Eased by the Tides

by CZERIZHA KAIZEL S. ADZUARA THERE WAS hardly a rise and fall of the tides. Ramil approached the waters, a seastorm stirring within his chest. He watched the graceful ebb and flow of the sea—in hopes to find serenity in the coastline. Alone and deep in thought, Ramil settled down…
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Arcadian Abode

Arcadian Abode

My beloved languished was I  whenever I recall   those luscious lips of yours.   Your fiery soul concealing the blissful agony of my sworn brothers.   Their sunken eyes  cloaked in your warm embrace. How I wished to reunite with them  but Tyche was never in my favor.    My…
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