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The Room
She found herself in an empty room. At first, she thought she was just dreaming. But the more she looked around, the more she realized that it wasn’t a dream. She walked up to the door and opened it. And there she was...
Dreamcatcher
Tell me there is no death.
But simply a change in dimension
Worlds divided by linear comprehension.
Worlds made invisible by mortal measure.
Tell me it is but a journey.
A step out of the confines of an illusion
Where realities are no longer a dream
You can now visit...
Gifts from Heaven
(Intro: Shariff Kabungsuan Festival
While Christians prepare for Christmas, the Muslims in Maguindanao prepare for the Shariff Kabungsuan Festival to commemorate the arrival of Islam in Maguindanao. For one week in mid-December, the people celebrate the arrival of Shariff Muhammad Kabungsuan to their shores. ...
Sagada Scents
I wake up to the
Aroma of arabica
This gray morning
In this now quiet town,
There’s gentle drizzle
Glistening on rooftops,
May it turn to rain,
To ease the pain
Of trees in nearby
Burning mountains,
And quench the thirst
Of parched payew*
In distant villages.
*payew – irrigated rice terraces
Jawo’s Last Game
He sat on the bench at the Coliseum, feeling a bit cold, so different from the times he would preside in the center of the huddle, saying “this is you,” as he manhandled the round colored magnets on the coach’s board. He sat...
Kintsugi
How beautiful it is
to be conceived as earthenware—
tilled from soil,
pliant with water,
kneaded by skilled hands,
tempered by fire,
birthed by kilns.
Sacred. Inspired.
Where in rain, we are porous
and in any water, we saturate
without having to expand.
Uninclined...
