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Tabuc Suba

Cicadas talk to each other in loud, prolonged streaks of staccato bursts. For a few minutes before sunset, the insects make sound and give it an almost palpable feel. The upswell of choruses stir the air, and dusk’s fractal lights of brilliant orange...

When the Heart Knows

Charito's pace slowed as she neared Barbara's, the renowned restaurant in Intramuros that is next to the centuries-old San Agustin Church. The cobblestone streets shimmered in the late afternoon sun, their rough edges whispering stories from the past. Horse-drawn carriages passed by, their...

After the Ascension

(Short Fiction in the Style of Joaquin Antonio Penalosa’s God’s Diary) When the Cherubim settled down and the fluttering of wings turned into soft rustlings, the Father said, “So tell us, My Son, tell us, what happened.”     The Father knew everything, of course, from...

Fence Sitter

THE SWEETEST RAMBUTAN she had ever tasted grew on their neighbor’s tree. When it was in season, the tree brimmed with loose hanging clusters of bright red fruit covered with fleshy pliable spines.  Birds flocked to feed on them and bees buzzed with...

Holiday Pay

It’s fascinating how having money can make most inconveniences suddenly feel bearable. This was what you were thinking of when you finally       As an employee of a BPO company in the city, you lived from paycheck to paycheck. That meant that for every...

My Body, for Sale

-1- Azalea stood in the dimly-lit alley, the cold night air biting her skin. She clutched a tattered piece of paper with an address scribbled on it, her last hope. The door creaked open, revealing a man in a sharp suit, his eyes scanning...

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Bulul in the Midst of Change

The wind whispered and caressed the land. The night was filled with the symphony of crickets and things. It was music within the dark...

Amen

IN A HOLY ROOM, THE PRESIDENT PROCLAIMS: My fellow countrymen, I have always sought to protect you. The government used to be filled with...

Matches

Madge used to make wishes on raindrops. Lev always said that you could see more raindrops on windows than stars in the night sky...

Spirit of the Dead

  It always starts with a spell of fainting, followed, though not always, by a mini-seizure. Not a grand epileptic one—just enough to induce panic...