Literary

Rush hour

Maga-alas dose na ng gabi nang ako’y makarating sa bahay. Gaya ng dating gawi, nakapatay na ang mga ilaw. Agad kong naamoy ang katol mula sa aming silid na laging sinisindihan ni misis bago kami matulog. Nakangiti akong pumasok, umaasang…

Not one of us

The professor’s ramblings of mathematical equations are getting more monotonous by the minute. From the corner of my eye, I can see two of my friends—Jamie, swaying her body as she struggled to keep her eyes open, with Betty, as…

Shoreline

Art by Shakira Mae Austero I walked by the shore to get closer to the sea, to wash my feet of all the bleeding wounds from the scattered shards on the way here. My feet clad in naivety and vulnerability,…

Myriad cascade

Art by Chandler Belaro The night was cold and starless. Still, it was bright with just the city lights and the faint light of the moon. My bare feet touched the cold rail of the balcony. If people looked up…

Foregone Sky

20 His classmates and friends had a lot of speculations on why he suddenly quit college. Some of them said it was because he got his girlfriend pregnant or that he couldn’t handle the pressure anymore, while others spread rumors…

Beyond Repair

Art by Rachel Facultad (contributor) “Your nape looks sexy,” he said. So you ripped some cloth from a pile of unwashed clothes, and patched it to the back of your neck. “Your hair is so long,” he said as he…

The fairest of them all

Art by John Chesleigh Nofiel A man going to work in a tie and long sleeves stopped in front of a mirror. It was owned by a homeless family sleeping just below the staircase of the underpass. He thought he…