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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...

Boy in the Forest

Small step by small step I walk slowly toward the edge of the forest. It is early morning. I can hear familiar morning sounds. This is where Father takes me sometimes to gather firewood, herbs and edible mushrooms while I hold on to...

The 2024 NICK JOAQUIN LITERARY AWARDS’ 82 GRAPHIC SALUTE AWARDEES

“Publication is the first hurdle of a writer who wants the public to read his or her work. Publication is the first level of the competition for public awareness. To breeze past the line-up of a hundred or more writers who submitted their...

The Heart Wants What It Wants

Such a slim volume but how sharply it connects, the Reader muses, feeling as though a door were creaking open as Annie Ernaux’s “Simple Passion” triggers a meandering meditation on how sheer emotion runs the day-to-day.     Teetering on the brink of 50, the...

STUDENT’S CORNER

When the Philippines Graphic Reader started in February 2022, it became the first and only nationally-circulated, monthly, literary magazine in the country devoted to Philippine literature in English. This year, on its third year, it transitions to being an education tool for promoting...

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Somebody Else

“Please note the date meds are first taken, observe and report effects at next session. They should do things where focus is not them but...

The Wonderer in the Age of Fake

Like any 12-year-old, Angel likes to read various posts on social media. Some she finds funny. Others, interesting or informative. But sometimes she is...

Echoes of the Blue Fire

Our ancestors believed the butat-iw were bad omens. They appeared when I was alone—wild orbs of floating blue fire, the size of my Baba’s fist....

Labasero

The day Niko’s Mama got COVID, City Hall announced they needed to secure BIR permits and city health certificates to maintain their fish stalls....