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Richard A. Giye

Richard A. Giye is a Cordilleran writer. He is a fellow of the BIYAG Benguet Creative Writing Workshop and of Linangan sa Imahen, Retorika at Anyo (LIRA). The Province of Benguet awarded him the Essayist of the Year in 2022 and Promising Artist for Literature in 2023. He teaches language and literature at Benguet State University.

The Birth of Zaroasther

They connived with the dark shadows, the family who lived in a house full of glass windows and graven saints. Toraja invited me to...

Caught in the Eye of Durarakit

The black piglet trotted along the edge of the backyard with his nose down sensing the soil following the scent of urine and chicken...

The Last of the Igorot Head-hunting

Dang-on is the youngest survivor of the worst landslide that happened in Cordillera. On that tragic evening, Dang-on found himself clinging to a branch...

Time for Tattoos

I was careless to let the small house gecko fall from my hands, and my heart sank to see the creature torn into two. Its own tail wagging on the ground, opposite the head! “I’m sorry!”

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Duty Free Philippines bets on airport expansion to lead its next phase of growth

Duty Free Philippines Corporation (DFPC) is opening a new chapter in its modernization drive by strengthening its presence inside the country’s international airports as part of its long-term growth strategy. As part of this shift, DFPC is in discussions regarding the future of its Fiesta Mall lease...

Eurotel shines bright in its first Christmas Tree Lighting Ceremony

Eurotel welcomed the holiday season by introducing a meaningful symbol of love and compassion, the Eurotel Bear for a Cause. More than just a plush toy, the Eurotel Bear was created to represent warmth, generosity, and the spirit of giving that defines Christmas. It serves as a...

The Visitor at Dusk

The night still outshone the day when Ms. Angeles, a public school teacher at Sagisag Elementary School, woke up in her bed. The crow of the roosters and the chorus of the crickets were the only noise. In her cabinet hung her uniform and pants on a...