Celebrity Pantaserye: Yen Santos by: Orangeandlemon

ako po pala si Mark hindi tunay na pangalan, 23 years old, isang freelance graphic designer slash photographer. at yes pinsan ko si ate Yen Santos. 2nd cousin bali. madalang man kami magkita hindi naman yun naging hadlang sa pagiging close namin. pag may mga family gatherings kasi kaming dalawa talaga yung close yung iba … Read more

Under The Mango Tree

by Hugh Aaron ONE would think we were a couple of returning heroes. “Americanos, Americanos,” the naked children shouted, zigzagging like circus clowns in mad circles around us as Billiard Ball and I ambled abreast down the beaten path through the shade of the green canopy. Heavy duffel bags hanging from our shoulders were laden … Read more

Servant Girl

by Estrella D. Alfon ROSA was scrubbing the clothes she was washing slowly. Alone in the washroom of her mistress’ house she could hear the laughter of women washing clothes in the public bathhouse from which she was separated by only a thin wall. She would have liked to be there with the other women … Read more

The Little People

by Maria Aleah G. Taboclaon THE elves came to stay with us when I was nine. They were noisy creatures and we would hear them stomping on an old crib on the ceiling. We heard them from morning till night. They kept us awake at night. One night, when it was particularly unbearable, Papa mustered … Read more

The Bus Driver’s Daughter

by H.O. Santos BY the time I got to Bora Bora I wasn’t shy anymore about asking strangers for favors. I always offered something in return and almost everyone seemed to appreciate that although I knew they mostly didn’t need what I had to offer. Like yesterday. I spent a wonderful day on Motu Moute … Read more

The Enchantress

By Percival Campoamor Cruz 1. He came to interview the self-proclaimed restorer of lost libido, this bespectacled young man who just got a writing job for an Asian newspaper. Madam Yin had earlier talked to his publisher for an advertising deal. She was offered an editorial write-up, gratis. She was no doctor nor psychiatrist. She … Read more

The Day The Dancers Came

by Bienvenido N. Santos AS soon as Fil woke up, he noticed a whiteness outside, quite unusual for the November mornings they had been having. That fall, Chicago was sandman’s town, sleepy valley, drowsy gray, slumberous mistiness from sunup till noon when the clouds drifted away in cauliflower clusters and suddenly it was evening. The … Read more

Some Kind of Forever That Never Last

I came across of what I wrote 4 years ago, the pain was so raw, I was pouring my heart out. Here it goes: “Never did I imagine that one day he would leave me. For someone who keeps on telling me that he loves me and made promises that he would never leave my … Read more