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“Evelyn, hurry up!” Dave called down from above. She didn’t respond. Instead, she buried the lower part of her face deeper into her drawn-up collar. Now so close to the summit, the air was even colder, and it hurt to breathe. Why was Dave in so much hurry, she thought, glancing at her watch. Too…
Sa Ilalim ng Sinagtala Nakita ang mga Salita | Smile Obispo | 31Letters Mamahalin kita gaya ng pagmamahal ko sa buwan. Mamahalin kita kahit minsan ay hindi ka pa handang ipakita sa ’kin ang kabuuan mo.
This collection of poetry is an ode to the human body while lying down. There are poems inspired or despaired by the sight of it, with or without life. Others are perceptions and imaginations uttered in the first person while assuming this particular position – voluntarily or otherwise. It is about the body lying down…
SIMULA: LUMANG BAHAY Hinayon ng tingin ni Dennis ang lumang bahay sa kanyang harapan. Malinaw pa sa isip niya ang masasayang alaala doon ng kanyang kabataan. Ang paglalaro nilang magkakapatid; ang masasayang hapunan; at ang hindi malilimutang pagsasalo tuwing Pasko at Bagong Taon. Subalit… Wala nang bakas ng kasiyahan ang bahay ngayon. Wala na ring…
Vindictive Redemption | Genelizette Palomar | 31Letters Does the son have to bear his father’s sin even if he was absent for a long time in his life? Can love cover this unfortunate connection? Will I be able to face my parents’ grave again should I choose to overlook it?
Punctuations of Life | Rosario Villaluz | 31Letters May all people on earth Though broken and in pain May never lose hope and faith And know that epiphanies still exist
How often do you sabotage your own progress, your own healing just because you see someone ahead of you? How often do you give yourself proper credit, for all the things you’ve taken care of, for at least making this far? When will you embrace your own true self, your spontaneity, your capabilities? Be extra…
Step into the surreal world of Elena and Other Stories, a collection that weaves together the magical, the mythic, and the modern. Sarile-Alagao explores the collision of the mundane and the mystical, from a mysterious woman who may or may not have existed, to anting-antings that deconstruct the world, to writing tips that may or…
Noong wala pang santol, may magkaibigang Wari’y magkapatid ang turingan, ngunit isa’y may lihim: kanyang kaibigan ay kanyang iniibig. Naglakad sila minsan sa isang kakahuyan. Naligaw sila’t napagod, at pinagmasdan ang nakapaligid na mga puno. Si Edelio P. De los Santos, madalas magpakilalang Edsa, ay kasalukuyang manggagawa sa BPO industry. Admin at manunulat siya sa…
With the brewing storm, Take shelter in the strong embrace of your mother, Tell her you love her before it’s too late, Never put the blame on yourself for my passing, It was my time and I’ll forever be grateful for the little corners, Where I spent my days with you.
My universe wants to collide with yours, Every trajectory it holds. In a beautiful elliptical orbit, From a distant spin of Milky way. A blank space where it all started, Entangled and trapped amidst a collision. Drifting towards each twilight time, Sparks up throughout the velvet sky. If I create a galaxy full of stars,…
The content of this compilation is all inspired by The Juans, to which Aira Mae Falcesco is an avid fan of. Follow Aira where she posts her prose, poetry and random thoughts: @_eyytin.
Ika’y Buwan Ako’y Araw Sila’y Bituin Sa ating Kalawakan Si Crisanta Nasayao, ay nagtapos ng Komunikasyong Pang-Madla sa Universidad de Manila. Nakakuha rin siya ng ilang units sa Masteral ng Malikhaing Pagsulat sa Unibersidad ng Pilipinas Diliman. Nakatuon ang lente ng kanyang pag-aaral sa mga Kuwentong Pambata at patuloy na binubuo ang saliksik para sa…
Mga Araw Para Kay Ate Binay | Mary Joyce Binay | 31Letters May mga bagay talagang hindi puwedeng manatili. Gusto kong isiping baka isa lang ’tong yugto ng mga buhay namin na puwedeng maging madali pero alam kong hindi.
We stared endlessly at the mirror, mystified and in a haze, unraveling the mystery behind the sudden cascading of emotions and thoughts. We scrutinized our reflection and minutes later, everything turned into normal. Again, it doesn’t last and tomorrow it will surely be forgotten how it ran through our veins. This is reminiscent of those…
Ito ay isang paalala na hindi krimen ang pagpili sa sarili. . . ako naman muna. Chrizylle Joy Barangan, or known as Ceejay Barangan, is an executive assistant by day and a writer by night. She is a proud Filipino residing in the Queen City of the South. She is a dedicated fan of…
The thoughts overwhelm me – and guilt and fault and self-blame with it. These intrusive thoughts spiraled, making me still. But I made a choice and pushed forward. Intrusive Thoughts. Intrusive thoughts are student thoughts that arrive without warning. Anytime. Anywhere. It would spiral in your mind, and repeat such thoughts over and over again….
Naranasan mo na ba magpakalasing? Malamang sa hindi minsan sa buhay mo may moment ka kung saan ninais mong lunurin na lamang ang sarili mo sa alak upang magpakalasing. Gusto mong lunurin ang sarili mo sa pagbabakasakaling kasamang malulunod nito ang mga sakit na nararamdaman mo. Gusto mong makalimot kahit sandali. O, minsan, gusto mo…
Orion con Stella is a collection of narrative poetries that tells the story of these lonesome stars as they wander over time and space through their own kind of gravity; wondering what lies in the core of this wide universe? Is there really a space from distant galaxies?
Sa mahabang daan ng kalungkutan, Naglalakbay ang pusong sugatan. Katawan sa lakas unti-unting nawawalan, Isip ay sumusuko, nawawala ang katatagan. Unti-unti paningin ay lumalabo. Tatag ng mga paa nawala’t naglaho. Katawan ay babagsak sa daang mabato. Upang tuluyang mamahinga itong aking puso.
“I am a relic of plastic toys, and porcelain trinkets, of late lunches, and many crises. Under soft blades of grass, the earth’s rind cake my fingertips. And all at once, The weight of growth is bearable as a thousand sinking ships” – an excerpt from the poem ‘Turning Twenty’ Pat Marquez, now in…
Aaminin ko na sa 30 years ko dito sa mundo, mas marami talaga akong sinabi kaysa ginawa. Hindi lahat ng nasabi ko ay maganda, hindi lahat ng nagawa ko ay maganda. May mga nasabi akong sumugat sa maraming tao, at may mga ginawa akong nakasakit sa maraming tao. Tingin ko hindi wika, hindi istruktura, at…
If you feel like you want to cry, just cry. When you feel like you can’t hold it anymore, just say you can’t hold it anymore. If you feel like you’re tired, just rest. Remember, being in pain does not mean we are weak.”
ASWANG, ATBP. | John Albert Silva | 31Letters A collection of short stories, free verse poetry, and flash fiction about the lower creatures and superior beings of Filipino mythology. The ASWANG, atbp. was written to highlight the beauty of the cultural beliefs and traditions of different regions of the Philippines. The endless realms of this…
The Words of a Fangirl | Aira Mae Falceso | 31Letters Pen on your hand, crumpled papers scattered in the whole room. The guitar ended up laying down on your bed while you are just staring like waiting it to strum itself. You spent most of your time trying to place a melody, trying to…
Our lives are a montage of different vivid experiences, flashing splendidly like a creative motion picture. Every clip and sequence depicts an event—be it highly ecstatic or deeply chaotic—that is undeniably significant. The montage continuously plays, until every experience settles in organized portions and locations of our dynamic cognition. Time passes by, and the montage…
Sa bawat pagtahak ng mga paa, naroon ang lubak na daang nilalakaran. Kung saan maraming pasakit at dusa. Kawalan ng pag-asa na maaaring hindi makita. Si Rojo Boy Gamino, dalawampu’t siyam taong gulang, nangangarap siyang maging matagumpay sa larangan ng pagsusulat. Kaya’t patuloy siyang kumakatha upang malinng ang kanyang kakayahan at makapagbahagi na rin siya…
Lumipas na ang unos— ang tila walang katapusang lungkot, ang walang direksyong paglalakbay, ang walang kasiguraduhang paghihintay.
‘Breathe in, hold, exhale, hold, and repeat’ they say, but as soon as I stop thinking all’s okay, it comes speeding like a car in full throttle. So I started naming five things I could see, hear, and touch at the moment. For instance: I can see my hands, my phone, the fan, a new…
Taympers! Magpapahinga na muna ako, Nakakapagod kasing maghabol sa taong hindi na ako ang gusto, Mag iisip muna ako sa tabi ng aking mga unang naging sandalan ko, tama na siguro, ayoko na, tama na ang laro. == I am Sophia Marie M. Budaño also known as Teacups. I am 18 years old from the…
Tahimik na nagmamasid si Adir sa madilim na bahagi ng kagubatan. Hudyat ng kaniyang luha’y pinipigilan ng sampung beses. Liham, sa kaniyang kanang kamay, punit at sunog. Walang nginig sa kaniyang katawan kahit malamig ang dala ng hangin sa gabi. Hindi siya nakaupo, ngunit hindi rin siya nakatayo. Adir, mula sa kaniyang kinaroroonan, naghihinagpis ang…
drawing a deep breathe, you let it all out. a faint sound echoed in the caves of your ears, turning itself into a ringing. 31 Sighs of January accounts a poetic introspection of what it’s like to be a flawed and complex human being. It dips into the stream of the author’s consciousness— but through…
My headphones are a perfect fit as always. Robin Angelo Yankin is a writer from Iloilo City, Iloilo, Philippines. He once wrote for his high school alma mater’s student publication before writing fiction at 17 and counting. His work appears in Busay, Sinuman Magazine, Likhaan, and UPV Kamaragtas Newsletter, among others. He has been a fellow at the UP…
Ever wonder what’s inside a literary mind at any given day? Then don’t be shy and take a peek inside this intimate collection of freestanding and episodic thoughts during this time of year. Complemented by alternating touches of poetry and prose, any lucky reader will be led by the hand in the direction the written…
When Faith becomes more than just a vague metaphor, When Belief turnsinto both a weapon and a shield, When the mind unlocks itself With the heart assisting it, Sunflowers talk, Rainbows run, Transmutation has begun!
The same non-moving entities started looking back because of me, the paper formed into effigies— molded and sculptured so delicately Saw teardrops that came from last year heard voice messages I wished I didn’t hear got flashbacks within the black gears so translucent through glass that’s unclear Dedicated like an enslaved public figure forced to…
Isa, dalawa, tatlo, Nahulog na ang loob sa iyo, Apat, lima, anim Ibinulalas na ang matagal kinikimkim Pito, walo, siyam Iba pala ang iyong inaasam Sa pagbilang ng sampo Bakit ‘di tayo ang Pinagtagpo?
“Requirements” is a 31-piece collection of prose and poetries written by Xy Aldrae Murillo with recurring ideas of complying with the “requirements” of life along with growth and maturity. Written in January with themes of recalling the past year, its mistakes and breakthroughs, and hopes that this year will start better starting this January, each…
Dalawampu’t apat na oras nang hindi nagpaparamdam, nililibang na lang ang sarili sa kawalan. Susundan ulit ng isa pang araw ng paglalayag— ng isa pa at ng isa pa ulit.
Inner thoughts expressed by the ink A thousand silent words flow without a wink
Mga bulong na naging maingay sa isip Mga sigaw ay nagiging banayad na himig Iba-iba, sa bawat isa, idinudulot ng mga salita- narinig man o nabasa Marapatin lamang na timbangin nang sa ganoo’y mabawasan ang may kalupitan na santinakpan
Gather around everyone. The night is long, but the stories passed around the campfire will give us comfort until the day breaks again. Joshene Bersales is a writer, editor and translator. She loves tea, theater and traveling. Say hi to her on Instagram @joshenebersales.
Ang Nangungulilang Hardin Ang hangin ang naging mata at saksi sa maghapong paghinga ng hardin. Hindi man ito naririnig ng mga tao, mahalaga pa ring maglaan ng panahon sa pagmasdan sa kagandahan nito upang lumalim ang pagpapahalaga sa pagsibol nito. Mababasa sa tig-iisandaang mga salita ng pagmumuni, at mga tula ang kakaibang galaw ng kapaligiran. Ipinaparamdam…
Kung muli mang magtagpo ang ating mga landas, Asahan mong liliko na ako kahit mabagal, Hindi na tatambayan ang lugar na ating tagpuan, Na naging saksi ng ating pagmamahalan.
Lahat ng iyong pagsusumikap. Para sa pag-abot ng pangarap. Sa bawat pagsasakripisyo, Sa buhay ay may dulot na pagbabago. Sikapin mong maging masaya, Huwag daanin sa malakas na pagtawa. Ang katotohanan ay nakikita sayong mga mata. Hayaan mong sakit ay kumawala.
If there was one thing that I learned about the past year, it was a line from Shakespeare’s play, “The Merchant of Venice,” All that glitters is not gold. Sometimes, it’s the moon and the stars sparkling in the darkest of night, Sometimes, it’s the sun peeking through the window cracks, blessing our days so…
Nostalgic it may seem, but I miss how to dream — dreams that aren’t chased and pursued but those imagined and has meanings. Cristy Arquilos is a 21-year-old girl, drowned with piles of books and literature. She likes to play with words in her notes, kept into her archives, and even securely hides it inside…
Isangdaan. Puwede pala ‘yon, ano? Sa Reader’s Digest ako unang nakabasa ng dagling may isandaang salita lang. Sa pagkaaliw sa konsepto ay nagpasa pa nga ako sa pagbabakasakaling makita ang pangalan ko sa kanilang magasin. Syempre talo, pero ayos lang. Nagsilbing praktis ‘yon para mabuo ang koleksyon ko ngayon. Laman ng manipis na librong ‘to…
Gng. Llantada: Magaling po si Khiffrein. Kaya lang sobrang daldal niya sa klase. Konting usap pa. Kinuha ang card at nagpaalam na ko sa guro niya. Sabi ko kay Khiff sa bahay na kami magtutuos at mag-uusap. Pagdating sa bahay… Me: Kada meeting nalang, yan ang laging reklamo ng teacher mo. Ang daldal mo sa klase. Hindi…
Day 21: Cinnamon Not sweet nor bitter Makes something else taste better Alone I dislike Cream paper, matte cover 60 pages
Poems of Life | Jazira Mi | 31Letters “She scrawled your name in her heart then it burst like a bubble.”
Poems Of My Heart | Angelica Mae Bondoc | 31Letters Sa iyong pagkakadapa, Bumangon ka’t ‘wag mabahala. Huwag mawalan ng pag-asa. Tuwina’y may bagong umaga.
New Year and Other Sentiments | Esther del Rojo | 31Letters Like every last day of each year, she badly won’t read the final pages of her diary, with too many blanks and stories won’t end. She was trying to sleep when her anxieties were still wide awake, like lousy sounds and fireworks from her…
Processing the Thoughts | Mark Deo | 31Letters Unto the abandoned people, unto the abandoned feelings, unto the abandoned world, ye are not the only one who were abandoned by none
Pluma’t Rosas: Tatlumpu’t isang Tula ng Pag-ibig, Pait at Pagpapanibago | Shierney Reterta | 31Letters Sa bawa’t araw at gabi Ika’y palaging bukambibig Mahimigan lang ang iyong boses sa telepono, Abot langit ang ngiti sa aking labi
Mga Danas ng Puso | Cherry Macarilay | 31Letters Nawa’y maisip ang pagkakatulad ng ikaw at siya sa balat ng lupa. Ang mali kahapon, babalik sa `yo bukas, iluha mo ma’y timba-timbang patawad.
An Angel’s Soul | Angelika Mae Cagadas | 31Letters How can something be so simple, yet so complicated? Scary, yet exciting? Painful, yet joyful? I will never be able to understand
A Plethora of Feelings | Shayne Martinez | 31Letters Let me get hurt just by thinking of you Let my eyes dwell tears because of you Let me give up on us while I still can bear If that’s the easiest way for me to heal
My 31-Days Challenge | Rojo Boy Gamino | 31Letters Ang mga alaala ng kahapon tila ba tuyong dahon. Ang sinimulang relasyon, tuluyang nilimot ng panahon.
Confessions to the Moon | Marfel Culaton | 31Letters Panibagong taon, panibagong hamon, Ngunit patuloy pa ring aahon. ‘Pagkat pagsubok, ‘di naman maglalaon, At patuloy na susuungin ang alon.
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