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A Jeepney Tale
I sit ugly, like a duck waiting to exhale, in a crowded jeepney on the way to somewhere that seems like nowhere on a morning like this. The old car is at the shop undergoing check-up after wading (Inay, sinking) through floods the...
Sunset Boulder
Random and I find
our landscape
a chore.
Every day we push
this sunset up a hill
then see it roll down.
Random knows.
She has joined
the sunset.
His Wawa, adding to
the weight of the grey
boulder of fading light.
I now know
why it was the colors
she feared.
Sunsets everywhere
in big cities
and small towns.
People...
Angel of Light
Eden Reyes Blanco sifted listlessly through the manila envelope of documents labeled Fairview House which her secretary had brought to her. She was having her glutathione drip in her dressing room. Although she co-owned the chain of La Eleganza Wellness and Enhancement Centers,...
A Prayer for Leni Robredo
Lord, there’s no day that can carry the load
Of living without the help of your grace.
No sun will shine on a land without hope.
The morning there will have nowhere to go,
Like a child who loses sight of its mother,
And then she came, her...
Igorot without Thorns
It happened at the clearing booth of NAIA flight station. She was bound for Thailand for a five-day trip to join a cultural immersion and was booked for a tattoo demonstration in Bangkok. Her head was still clouded with the foggy weather of...
Bunót
My tongue used to be made up of copra,
salivating oils that indicate who I am and where
I’m from. A place where coconut husks roof
people’s mouths. Instrument to ignite brittle vowels
and wavy coir tones. When my people speak,
one can hear songs that carry the...
