Literary

Beach Vacation
03
Aug
By Francis Miguell Sta. Rosa
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Beach Vacation

CALLOUSED BY urban concrete every day, there is nothing my feet want more than to sink into pristine Cebu sand. The sea never fails to bring repose. The salty breeze unclogs noses used to constantly filtering dust, and the sight of docking ships resets brains desensitized by overstimulation. My family…
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Superman: Challenging the superhero ideal
27
Jul
By The Flame Literary
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Superman: Challenging the superhero ideal

WHAT THE iconic comic figure does is more nuanced; from saving a squirrel mid-battle to safeguarding an entire nation, Superman models empathy, speaks truth to power and stands with the little guy—not as a god, but as a man trying to live by example. Arguably the most recognizable superhero in…
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The New Streets
20
Jul
By Alyanna Ysabel Sacramento
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The New Streets

ONLY THE faint rustles of wheels on asphalt can be heard this morning. None of the usual plastic cracklings nor clamoring chatters among vendors and customers alike. The streets are clean, save for the residual water from rain. At this time of the day, the place is usually packed; cardboard…
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Dry Season
06
Jul
By Tricia Anne Daquiz
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Dry Season

I USED to think of summer as an illusion of rest and revival; a hazy season stitched together by slow mornings and days so mundane they blur into each other, only to be racked with busy weekends and blistering outdoor plans.  And yet, I find myself on neither end.  As…
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Love, Unspoken
15
Jun
By Ren Sophia Bughaw
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Love, Unspoken

Morning leans in, unfolding by a crumbling wall where whispering white blossoms spill. He, bare-footed, wears yesterday’s tired shrug and reading glasses that hide everything unsaid.   Wares made of pretend gold lie on faded velvet trays, a kingdom of tin and tinsel for passing eyes and careless fingers. Each…
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Collateral
10
Jun
By Hjadoeya Calica
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Collateral

WE WERE victims of early morning shifts and late night duties. We would wake up before everyone else and arrive home when everyone was asleep. We were at war with the duality of our bodies, confused about which consciousness to follow. A piece of paper was plastered on the wall…
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Sanctuary
02
Jun
By Von Zyron Alimorong
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Sanctuary

FOR THE last two of my almost six-year-long stay at the University, I have lived more or less the same routine.  The routine is as follows: wake up, prepare myself, and make an early arrival at our office, maybe catch some coffee along the way, spend the rest of the…
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