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The Average of All Mediocre Success

At two o’clock on a Tuesday afternoon, Max, the average of all mediocre success, experienced the lowest point of his music career: Nothing dramatic like being kicked out of a record label’s office under a pouring rain or receiving threats from an irate...

The Old Trees Deep in Manila

It’s on Sunday mornings, When I walk toward stores To replenish a week’s supply of grocery items, That I see you. Old surviving trees. The dignified narra, The unfurling dapdap, And the humongous (and ominous) balete, Still gracing ancient streets deep in the city, Shading the sidewalks, And dispersing beauty: The green leaves, The rough...

Maalwan, Nilad’s Babaylan (Spirit Medium)

Nilad, the largest city in the archipelago, is famed for its magnificent port where its namesake white flowers bloom everywhere. Large ships from beyond the archipelago dock and unload their cargo of dyed cloth, glazed earthenware, and slaves. All who come and live...

Mother/Magical Creature/Crane

No one believes me when I say I’ve seen a magical creature. But what else do you call someone who grew lives from her own figure?  How would you explain the magnificent warmth that glows through her skin?   Can you tell me how a person could...

Palaspas

He awoke at dawn. Silvery light filtered through the paper-thin fabric of the handkerchief covering his eyes. His limbs were sore from being squeezed into the cramped hull of his bangka.     As he stood up, Silver stretched his limbs and let his knotted...

Hidden Sounds of Nature

White, fresh snowfall Its arrival, highly anticipated presents a silence All is absorbed All sounds trapped in all this snow The fluff, the layers have made it All quiet All slow Eventually It is no longer the flutter of snow that I hear Emerge The flutter of wings Bird songs Birds sing Come It is the arrival of spring

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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.         ...

Teddy

He was known in the social media world as Teddy Faux, and one wouldn’t mistake his appearance: a rounded face with squinted eyes and...

The Long Road to Capiz

The dawn had barely broken, the rooster was still asleep, and stillness enveloped the sleepy village of Casanayan. There was no moonbeam for now...

The Arrangement of Falling Things

Along the walk to the InstituteThe Indian cork tree begins its silent shift.White, five-pointed stars rest on the pavement,not fallen, but arranged,as if the...