if He resurrects in the current timeline He shall witness annihilation. The sun covered with smoggy clouds caused by the deadliest...

“Shh, stay still, or they’ll hear you,” a young boy said. He was under debris, covering himself in dust to hide. (Illustration by Darren...

“Anak nasaan ka na? Gabi na, umuwi ka na” pag-aalala ni mama, totoo naman dahil pasado alas dose na ng gabi at ito ako sa lansangan...

"Basbasan niyo po ako Padre sapagkat ako'y magkakasala." (Dibuho ni Alyzza Marie Sales/The Communicator) Alas kwatro na ng hapon at ito...

The skies are blue, the roses are red, and the sun will always be yellow. That's how easy it is to describe things with, well I think so....

Gaya ng bumbilya, siya ay binhing uusbong sa gitna ng dilim. Gaya ng rosas, hindi kasalanan ng kanyang mga tinik kung sa pagkapit mo'y...

Kung may magtatanong sa akin kung ano ang love language natin, ang isasagot ko siguro ay ang palagian nating sabay na pagkain. Kagaya ng...

Oh, how devastating... Perhaps it was in the anguish he felt in his boyhood, or maybe it was the flicker of light that ignited his eyes....

Pitong Dekada “Sa wakas, naayos na! Handa na po ba kayo, Lola?” Tanong ng dalawang estudyante sa aking harapan. Dalawang kamera sa...

Pitik ng Sulat Pagkaapak ko sa bahay, may mga nakahandang masasarap na pagkain at isang malaking tarpaulin na may nakasulat na "Welcome...

Sa Isip ng Pitong Taong Gulang na Isay “Dalisay, pinapaabot ni Malaya,” ani ng kaklase ko nang kalabitin niya ako. Agad-agad niyang...

when I was a kid I was told I was nice because I was reliable said I was mature for my age and that my parents were the luckiest to have...

Few clicks were heard. It was almost time. Few cracks were heard, Before he saw the lights, Dancing around, Following a certain jive....

Nang kagatin ng nagliliyab na bala, sila ay nagsilbing mga binhing itinanim na mag-aanak ng marami pang mapupulang bunga. Umusbong mula...

Igiling mo ang iyong bewang Akitin mo ang mga lalaking hunghang Landiin mo hanggang pera nila’y ihampas sa’yong katawan Hanggang maulol...

Napagkasunduan naming magkakaibigan ang magkaroon ng bagong kaban. Dito namin ilalagay ang mga papel kung saan nakasulat ang bagong bagay...

Old Shirt Hanging By: Renz Gerald T. Romualdez I gasped the first air of a new beginning. Keep the punished past remain unrequited like...

Sa huling buwan at huling araw, huling pilas na rin ni nanay sa talaarawang bigay sa amin ng panaderya ni Aling Gloria. Noong Enero,...

my ink is a pledge to history. where there is tranquility, it tells calm where there are parades of chants, it remains human. it’s been...

warm rays of the star flash through the midst of the crowd a star can be seen taking refuge in the flickering lights of cars a star can...