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Birder

In celebration of the October 4 feast of St. Francis of Assisi, patron saint of the environment and all of God's creatures. Eyes follow the sound Ears scan the foliage Breath on hold Heart gripped still Mind wiped clear like the sky in the lake To await The moment The presence. A...

Nesting

I used to bite my tongue a lot. I hated facing things head on. My emotions feel like they have all risen to the surface from years of being anchored down to the sea bed, barnacled and all. I’ve become a lot more...

Shadows of Togetherness

In every harbor, salt clings to skin, and mothers’ songs drift into dawn, soft as mango fuzz, warm as a sun-stroked shoulder. Markets breathe with spice and voices, stretching like rope bridges over rivers carved from memory. We gather fragments— grief tasting of smoke and ash, joy dripping like sugarcane juice, hope folded...

Kronos Eats All His Children in the End

What do you fear for yourself in the future? Haya stared at the question written on the paper. For some reason, her college has a dedicated class about preparing students for the life of being in college — especially this college. Haya thought it was...

The Gardener

Flowers grew in the cracks of the gardener’s calloused hands as she glanced at the garden she cultivates She never wanted to disrupt their growth, yet they need the cutting. The plants got hurt, yet they bowed at the gentleness of her pruning. Her finger bleeds, yet she will always be...

Lighter

It was Kimmy’s last night at work. Before the shift ended, she grabbed a box in her locker where she kept all the lighters random people had left lying around in the designated smoking areas in the building. At lunch break, she went...

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Tropical Sundews

this is the timewhen the greens are greener than beforeas above so belowthe midges regret worshippingthe false god of all false beingsthe dewdrops and...

The Bliss of Old Socks

I toss brand new socks back and rifle through drawers for solace and kindness The old ones surrender and smile at me the garters have given up...

The Eyes that Follow

So this is how most women die, she learned, lying in pain on the floor of the main hallway at the governor’s palace. Forgotten. Her...

Life According to Marlin

My name is Juan Marlin Madero and everyone thought I killed my father. When the policemen drove me over to the Oslob Police Station yesterday...