UberX

Fiction by Gari Jamero |

I have been waiting for this for quite some time, but I can’t quite figure out the reason why. I used to be wary of going home; a particular disagreeable portion of the time spent there was getting bombarded with questions like, “When are going to get married?”, or “When are you going to settle down and start your practice here in town?” Every damn time. Continue reading UberX

Pinangga

Fiction by Wilfreda Cabusas |

MILINGI ka sa tuong bahin sa dalan. Nahibulong ka seguro nga milapad na ang dalan sa San Isidro. Nahibulong pod seguro ka nga wala na ang imong napatukod nga paabangan kay naapil na kinig kuha sa gobyerno sa pagpalapad sa dalan sa SRP. Nahibulong pod ka, no, nga anaa nay dakong pension house tapad sa negosyong balas sa imong pag-umangkon? Halos masudlan na god og dakong bato imong baba.

Nagtan-aw ra gyod ka sa gawas. Wala na gyod ka molingi kanako gikan sa lugar nga, pu’ng pa nimo, milagro ray wa didto.

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Laut

Fiction by Sigrid Gayangos |

The vigorous lapping of the waves signalled the arrival of Omar first, even before his brother heard the familiar sound of the outrigger boat.

Perhaps it was the 6-hour bumpy van ride from downtown pueblo, followed by the stomach-churning two-hour banca ride until the easternmost coast of the Moro Gulf, but Omar swore there was that persistent low-pitch vibration that filled his ears with a whimper. Omar held his nose shut, and then blew into it. The whirring sound was still there. He yawned a couple of times—POP! Pressure finally equalized in his Eustachian tube. It had been years since he last visited his hometown, but one did not simply forget the lessons of one’s youth.

His brother, Abdel, was waiting for him by the docking site at the edge of a makeshift hut on bamboo stilts. What he lost in weight, he gained in the length of beard that now reached up to his chest. Whit his plain white robe and black skull cap, Omar thought Abdel looked like an Imam and felt suddenly uncomfortable in his sweat-drenched shirt and jeans.

Abdel extended his arms to welcome his little brother. “As salaam alaikum,” he said, and proceeded to engulf Omar in a tight embrace.

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Taliwala Sa Kahilom Ug Kawalaan

Fiction by Niño Augustine Loyola |

Alang kay Sharmaine Pearl Seno

Better to fight for something than live for nothing.
– General George S. Patton

 

2015

Kataposang adlaw na nako sa akong trabaho sa call center.

Traynta na ka adlaw ang niagi paghuman nako og tunol sa akong resignation letter sa among supervisor nga gi-aprobahan dayon sa among manager. Bali ni-agi gyod ko og thirty days notice bisan sa akong paghangyo og kinsi lang unta ka adlaw.

“Sayanga god, kapin sa lima ka tuig na baya ka diri sa atong kompanya,” ingon ni Darla, akong higala sa amo-ang floor nga kadungan nako ug lakaw halos kada adlaw after-shift padulong sa huwatanan ug PUJ para Mandaue sa may Paradise Village.

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