Timeline

By Keziah Patrice Jocson

every piece of you held my hand tighter than anybody else could. with you, i am certain that my life would be much better. if i have you, i don't need to be prudent nor docile.

three years after that, i still had most of you.

up to this point, i took each stride with pride, knowing that you walk beside me. you called me by my name and gave me the boost i needed. i gave you my all, yet sometimes, they aren't just enough.

five years following that, i only had some of you.

i am reminded that i cannot keep everything in my possession. on some cases i still see a glimpse of your existence. you rarely appear when i need you dire. i cannot stand in front without your assistance, but sometimes, i choose not to cry for your help.

at the moment, i have none of you.

it seems like i grew to hate you. doing things i am not used to make me feel forced. i got my own back now, dear courage. i don't need you anymore.

"A Hopeful Wish"

By Maecel Joy Priolo

Let tomorrow end, and let me have this day-last; to say my goodbyes.

Time's Ticking

By Jalyn Elizan

Dakpan! Ikaw Taya.

By Khrystal Key Claridad

(Un)Sound Memories of Blue

By Shaira Iwayan

Thee,

Who saw the young lass roll, On fields beaming in green.

Chuckles were heard despite her fall, Bruised yet joyous as has always been.

Thee, Who remembered her in blue, Bearing freedom and tranquility.

Jovial, she stood despite the throe, Until passing time robbed her glee.

You,

Who saw the young lass roll, On fields drizzled in red.

Sobs heard upon her fall, Laid lifeless on her deathbed.

You,

Who remembered her in blue, Visit her grave but suppress your cry. For she's with the clouds above horizons, Despite being six feet under, in redeemed glee, she lies.

Brutal Modernism

By Lance Joshua Satojito