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Tubong Botante

“Dalawang lata ng sardinas, tatlong supot ng maggi [instant noodles], limang kilong bigas.” “Sa isang tao?” “Sa isang pamilya man yon.” “Tapos? Anong kapalit ng mga yon?” “Ay, di…iboto na namin ulit sila sa susunod.”  Matipid at mahinang halakhak ang…

Despite the bleeding soles

Your pink dress suits the Monday morning breeze—reminds me of roses inside colorful pots in the front yard that you and the children used to water every afternoon.  The plants are not awake yet; the sun is still half asleep…

Paruparo

Nandiyan na sila. Takbo. Huwag na subukan pang lumingon. TAKBO! *** Malalim na ang gabi nang umuwi ako galing sa trabaho. Habang naglalakad, sari-saring bagay ang sumagi sa aking isipan. Siguro kung mayaman lang ako, nabawasan na ng siyamnaput-siyam ang…

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…

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…