Most Recent Articles by

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!”

- Out Now -

spot_img
4 Articles written

GUERILLA DOWNPOUR

There is no warning— the sky, a sudden insurgent, opens with                     guerrilla downpour. Torrential rain, an unrelenting witness, assaults the fragile spines of trees and the quiet bones of houses. Water spills, not as mercy, but as a force that shatters the brittle calm we cling to. In the heart's small orchard, the fruit sags                beneath shadowed weight, and...

Salt Prayer

"There must be something strangely sacred about salt.It is in our tears and in the sea."from SAND AND FOAM (1926) by Khalil Gibran Matthew 5:13— "You are the salt of the earth. But ifthe salt loses its saltiness, how can it be made saltyagain? It is no longer...

Something more

BY THIS TIME next year, Teresita could be elsewhere, unmindful of the biting cold. She could see herself walking along a cobblestone path strewn with scattered leaves from maple trees that lined the streets. It would be October, and the foliage would be nothing short of magnificent....