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Myla Jasmine U. Bantog
In between
The truth is, there is a space between us,
where once, we breathed each other’s air.
We try bridging it by planting flowers in between,
the scent...
Hospital(e)s
Sometimes, when a soldier Briony was looking after was in great pain, she was touched by an impersonal tenderness that detached her from the...
Three years of ‘killing babies’
I CAN still remember the fear and excitement of that fateful Sunday of September 2005, when I went to the St. Raymund’s Building to attend what was then called as the first Varsitarian Literary Workshop. Being my very first workshop, I had no idea what to expect. A friend from the Thomasian Writers Guild told me that workshops are not for the faint-hearted. I was in my sophomore year then, fresh from passing the cut-off grade in the College of Nursing and eager to explore what the whole University has in store for me. Little did I know that this would start my three-year affair with the workshop.
Jose Victor TorresDramatizing history and historicizing drama
FOR PROLIFIC playwright and historian Jose Victor Torres, an interest in history and writing may be triggered by just reading Ladybird children's books.
"As a...
Reincarnation
WHEN we created castles on the coast,
we knew it would end up this way:
sea scraping sand, waves washing away
towers, leaving traces of brine.
Even the...
Hands
ONCE again, she is trapped in an ankle-deep flood, picking at her fingernails' cuticles. The water is black, reeking with floating things only God...
