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Ang isinumpang luntiang langit ni Ryan V. Labana
Nagpapausok na naman ang mga kapre–
‘Yung mga dambuhalang pabrikang nakatapak sa dating luntiang lote.
Hindi ko man marinig ngunit animo’y umiiyak,
Itong bago kong pananim na sinasakal ng lupang bitak-bitak.
Walong gabi’t siyam na umaga na ang nakalipas,
Hindi na ako makapaghintay sa pagbukas ng mga dahon...
1945 by Raphael Salise
I lied
when I said
“I’ll be home soon,
don’t you worry about me”
I just didn’t want
to hear you
burst into tears
through the receiver
for it would also rain
down my cheeks
under the shadow of my helmet.
I lied
when I said
“Victory is ours”
after two nights and awake-up
the only thing that...
Dilang Anghel by Mariel Annarose Nicole L. Alonzo
Bloodletting
Sleeptalker, I wake on bleeding leaves.
Banig bitten beneath me, I must’ve said
a bad word. My mother anointing her
disappointment. I say my sorry, closed my legs,
baptized my bed under the rusty hand pump.
Prayed over long-deaf stomata, its gone sugars.
Then like a good daughter, grounded...
My heart, wasteland
By Rachel Salud
My heart is a wasteland
Of cigarettes smoked to the hilt,
And walls that bear the shadows of rain;
Of tree stumps that never grow,
And seeds that don’t bloom over the concrete earth.
I hide where ants feast over dead roots,
Where broken bottles take the...
The Measure of A Man
By Jonathan Aquino
I.
Any fool can carry a weapon
and even a coward can kill.
I told the warrior as he rose,
drawing his sword as I sat still,
unmoved as death draws near.
II.
He told who he was and how dare I,
I did and there is no need,...
Visitors
By Sigrid Gayangos
When nights simmered like a lazy summer day,
and months went on without rain,
the ancient ones of Samboangan swim up
to the shore, take off
their scaly clothes, fins and tails,
and tested the land’s hospitality.
But these ancient ones, these fish-folks,
always felt vulnerable on land,
confused...
