The Nonexistent Mall

Creative Nonfiction by Jade Mark B Capiñanes |
  1. In 2001 an enormous fire razed Kimball Plaza to the ground. Some say it was an accident, some say it was an inside job, and some even say, invoking a popular urban myth, that it was caused by a humanoid snake. The mall was located along Papaya Street, just next to Pioneer Avenue, General Santos City’s commercial capital then. Today, with their old buildings and their lonely alleys, Papaya Street and Pioneer Avenue seem to be relics of a time long gone.

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Call for Manuscripts: The 26th Iligan National Writers Workshop

Announcements by The Editors |

The Mindanao Creative Writers Group (MCWG) and the Culture and Arts Studies Center of the Mindanao State University – Iligan Institute of Technology (MSU – IIT) are now accepting manuscripts in Binisaya, (Tagalog-based) Filipino, English, Hiligaynon, Waray, Chavacano, Higaonon, Binukid, Meranaw, and Tausug for poetry, short fiction, and excerpts of a novel (one chapter and with summary of the novel). Continue reading Call for Manuscripts: The 26th Iligan National Writers Workshop

2018 CDO Young Writers Studio fellows announced

Announcements by The Editors |

The Nagkahiusang Magsusulat sa Cagayan de Oro (NAGMAC), in partnership with the Libulan Queer Collective and the Xavier Center for Culture and the Arts (XCCA), awards twelve (12) writing fellowships to emerging Mindanaoan writers for the 2018 Cagayan de Oro Young Writers Studio, which will be held at Xavier University-Ateneo de Cagayan in Cagayan de Oro City on 29 October (poetry and drama leg) and 30 October (fiction & creative nonfiction prose leg).

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When I think of the wind

Poetry by Ian Salvaña |

We isolate ourselves of lowly thinking, just the narrowness of the situation. The sadness of the night now unwantedly thrives from an uncertain goodbye— then light of the world loses sight from the distraught awakening of December the fourth, from what the quarreling of the wind has inflicted upon me.  Continue reading When I think of the wind