Bugso is a collection (Art and Literary Folio) of short stories, poems, photos, and digital or physical artworks of TBH members and SBCA students.Theme
NATIONAL ARTS MONTH 2024 - Ani ng Sining, Bayang Malikhain
Inclusivity, diversity, and collective human imagination

Early Bird catches "Taho"
Christine Jamie Patricio (IV-BAIS)Yodeling man yells "Taho"!
Up I go to call him back.
Serve 'em fresh; don't put Sago!
Don't get caught-sips morning snack.
"Your mother is here; Hide it kiddo!" All done and gone, no trace-goes back.
Inspect a speck of morning snack-oh no!
Forgot to wipe the syrup track.

(a)part of god’s inventory.
Joan Molo (I-BAP)Perhaps those zits on his face were scars incised in his veins, forming rivulets of tear-stained blemishes.He adorned the arc of his crooked nose with a draft patchwork of stardust.Unlovely to the very marrow, even the most ferocious of canines could not penetrate the flesh of his ribs.Boy, boy, you unsightly feast of the wolves.Beauty is beguiling, isn’t she? Her bites do sting akin to venom injected into tender skin.She clings onto moths; swallowing them within her pyre.She chars the belly of their insecurities; she singes the eyes that dare linger.And a moth was he. A vacuous attempt at b e a u t y.She consigned him to the crucible, until naught remained but wretched dust succumbing to earth’s filth./Until earth knew not the boy who abhorred God’s image in his countenance/Perhaps God was not so benevolent; he ne’er took pity of a young grotesque boy’s plea.Perhaps he was, and benignity was a conflagration of spite.

five, six, seven, eight...
Angelo Jose Silva (III-BACMS)from the top,
babalik sa simula.
kung saan tayo nagkamali,
kung kailan ako nagpakilala.takot na takot sa ‘yong ngiti,
kasi alam mong hindi ako makakaganti.
talo ‘tong puso na ‘to sa ‘yong sayaw,
walang talaga akong imik, basta ikaw.magkahawak ang ating kamay,
susunod sa bawat indak.
walang sasabihin, walang aaminin,sabay tapak.ikaw palaging masusunod,
ako naman ‘tong si kilig, susunod.
aatras, aabante, kakalas, magdududa,
makakamali, kasi bigla kang mawawala.bawat galaw,
bawat tingin mo sa akin,
namumula-mula pa ako,
hindi kita kayang harapin.anong tawag sa atin?
nagkakapaan.
ako? kinakabahan?
pagdating sa’yo?
palagi naman.

my beloved
Maristella Mae Magdangal (I-BSP)The ink in my pen is not enough To write how much i love you
My voice would be rough
To tell you how much its true.If I try to express the depth of my happiness with you,
words would fall short.
And I found love in writing again,
Because of you.

UNREQUITED LOVE
Zaki Friam Yap (I-BACMS)"Do I have to let you go" l ask myself,
Every night, every day,
I wonder if my love for you will ever come back to me.My love for you is too much
Yet, l am just a silhouette for you, I cry in pain every night,
Wondering if there is a future for the two of us.Of all the people in the world, My heart could have chosen, It landed on you, an individual,
Who didn't have enough space in her heart
To love someone like me."Do I have to let you go?"
I still ask myself,
Loving you brought me pain, Yet, I will always be here for you, If you love that person, go,
Your happiness will always be important for me, I don't care,
Because if I fall in love again, It will always be with you.