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The Lake Has Craters

As Zac walked towards the archives building, he noticed a bent betel tree growing dangerously close beside an old Ficus. Both old and young trees competed for the sun. He treaded this path before, with friends, but did not notice anything out of...

Worthy of YOU

Maru…my love I believe that you will make this world a better place, You and I will carry the weight of that hope, To be an example of a woman who doesn’t outgrow the burden of love That…for this lifetime i will be For my life’s purpose Is to love you the best way I know how. I...

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

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The Ship

“He actually did all this?” Kyla whispered to herself as she searched through old papers hidden behind the boxes below her father’s side of...

Worthy of YOU

Maru…my love I believe that you will make this world a better place, You and I will carry the weight of that hope, To be an example of a woman who doesn’t...

Four Poems for the Future

Nothing’s Too Far There is no escaping the long arm of memory, & the more I try to, I turn to it instead: During trips to my...

Vic Pura

An author is confronted by the protagonist of her 32nd fiction. She had written a story about the incident, more or less an undisguised one,...