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What Are Years?

“It’s now or never,” said Marie, who’s in her mid-twenties, with a rugged face, vivacious and full of urgency. She took her friend’s right hand and almost dragged her out of the seat. But her friend Ana Dimalanta was less enthusiastic. Ana was...

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 bothered because some posts make her doubt, still others leave her confused. She wonders if all of them are...

Seven Excerpts toward a Theory of Musicology (For Elizabeth)

Our estrangement It begins with a boat trip of course, as all things do, and where else but to Dumaguete, city in the south, year 1962, with elder sister and the old folks, who weren’t quite so old back then. Overnight at the pier of...

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 her parents’ wardrobe. Written on these papers were blueprints of a theoretical spaceship engine that could help get ships...

The Root of All Evil

UNDER THE UNFORGIVING MID-MORNING SUN, the habal-habal revved with one throaty growl as it crawled its way through the insanely rough terrain, its tires gripping the earth with determination. The driver was a sunbaked old man in jeans, T-shirt and worn-out tsinelas with...

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 somebody else. Angie read the lines again, then she smoothed out the wrinkles and re-folded the piece of paper that...

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Safety is a Hole in the Ground

Beth woke up with a start to the unearthly screams of a pig as it was being lashed to the long wooden bench in...

To Them who Mean the Most

Love Introduced The sun is caught Somewhere between your teeth It must be When you smile Cherry blossoms bloom And rose petals sprout If not on the ground, Then at the very...

Bunót

My tongue used to be made up of copra, salivating oils that indicate who I am and where I’m from. A place where coconut husks roof people’s...

He who Is without Sin

Three huge cross figures made of fine wood were slowly being painted black by a crowd of men. They sat on makeshift bamboo benches...