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Aida F. Santos

Aida F. Santos won awards in the Carlos Palanca Memorial Awards for Literature, the Cultural Center of the Philippines’ Gawad Gantimpala and The Free Press literary contest. She was a writing Fellow for the UP Creative Writing Center and was an awardee for the BAYI Centennial Awards 2011 for feminism and leadership. She won the UMPIL Gawad Balagtas for Filipino poetry for 2020 and is included in the Cultural Center of the Philippines Encyclopedia of Artists and Writers. Her Mangled Mornings, Collected Poems and Pana-panahon, Tinipong mga Tula were published by Gantala Press in 2019.
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nothing has changed only the forms of it

nothing has changed only the forms of it when we wedded the struggle brought us before a mayor who joked, run as fast as you can don’t let the dictator catch you

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“What the—?” Sky’s hand stalled inside the bag, fingers grazing the lining like it might bite.  The leather was a tired brown, the kind that had once been pretty in store lighting and then surrendered to real life—edges blunted, corners darkened by touch. It smelled faintly of powder...