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Uling

Sir Boyet mentally counted the sacks of uling stacked up on the porch of his nipa hut. 43 sacks. Last week, there were just 10. But they kept on coming. Upong started it all. He pleaded that Sir Boyet buy the ten sacks of...

Dead Stars

In the writing of the first modern English language short story by a Filipino, a woman by the name of Paz Marquez-Benitez was first. “Dead Stars” by Marquez-Benitez came out in 1925 in the Philippines Herald, antedating the works of noted Filipino writers...

Soft-boiled Egg and Perfectly Steamed Rice

Makahiya can cure cancer. So emails an aunt. “I suggest boil an entire makahiya plant and have her drink it like tea.” He weighs in his heart this suggestion and decides how he can go about procuring it. There’s a slight drizzle outside he’s...

El Santo Niño

The old woman walked slowly on the wide wooden plank, careful not to fall into the murky waters. The air around her smelled putrid, but the shanty row on the other side of the creek teemed with people, and children played giddily, running...

Crocodile Hunting

Author’s Introduction: Pateros River FestivalBalut or boiled duck eggs are a delicacy that many Filipinos love and are sold warm from the lined straw baskets of ambulant vendors. The duck eggs come from the city of Pateros located southeast of Manila where most...

Blood and Gold in Benguet

The Rising Sun bus left Baguio City quickly with a thick dust on its way while the morning mist hovered around the tall buildings and the wooden houses under the tall pine trees. We entered the killer road of the Halsema Highway going...

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Household Melodies

A dragging sound of slippers, slow and heavy. It was my father’s footsteps, for he had never walked as if he were in a...

Deliverance

Odessa accepted the fact that the Metro Manila she had known thirty years ago was now a mere memory. Seated inside an old van...

That male thing

“Come in,” he said in response to the five steady raps on his door. There was a soft squeak as the door opened to...

An Affair to Remember

Monsignor Sullivan was seated at his glass-topped desk, the letter from Vikings Cruise on a linen stationery before him. Should he take up the...