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YUSARI

1 “The fish are small,” Amir lamented. “The catch is pitiful. They won’t fetch a good price. I’m afraid we can’t raise the money for the operation, Papang.”     Amir’s rough, hard hands deftly manipulated the blade, cleaving through the dolphinfish with precision. Flesh, sinew,...

Kalahig

In memory of the hundreds of trash pickers who perished in the garbage slide at the Payatas dumpsite on July 10, 2000 From the skeleton Of disemboweled mattresses Bent scrap of metal You honed to pointed perfection To stab at the refuse of the world In this moment’s defeat You...

Traditions

The red-orange hue of the fading sunlight cast a pale glow on the walls of the house. It indicated that the summer night would be warm, if not hotter than the day that struck 39 degrees. The old Sombreto stared at passing birds...

Two Poems on the Philippines

Sampaguita The flower sold;their faith restored. The Philippines: A living Beach House A living beach house is what the Philippines is.A place with endless fiestas and parties, Filipino culture isimmersed in. The tropical beaches to relax along the coastline, and partiesmeeting lasting friendly faces and their grinning...

Tinnitus 

I  It started out innocently. One casual greeting at a time, a nod of recognition from across the room, a synchronized laugh. None of it had to mean anything.     He seemed harmless, at first, quiet and shy, not the sort who could ever be...

Missing People

in missing person’s cases, they only ever see the things that get left behind. never the people. lowercase letters surrounded by dried petals, a sorrowful silence filled the amber skies. desperation crawled curiosity sinking into the deepest parts of skin. a rotting bourbon car stood, peering into wild trees, seemingly waiting. scarlet...

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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...

TWO FOR PUNGAW (or “melancholy” in Bicolano)

A Filipino Stillness Not the light in Amorsolo’s canvas but the smile that kindles the frame. Not in dreams, where I lose you among crocodiles. Your...

Bells of Balangiga

In the quiet town of Balangiga, where the sea wind drifts through palm and flame tree,three bells once hung in a belfry, brushed by...

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.         ...