Peter Solis Nery - Works

Works

  • I Flew a Kite for Pepe (New Day Publishers. Quezon City: 1993.) ISBN 971-10-0542-5
  • First Few Notes of a Green Symphony (Giraffe Books. Quezon City: 1994.) ISBN 971-8967-06-0
  • The Essential Thoughts of a Purple Cat (Giraffe Books. Quezon City: 1996.) ISBN 971-8967-31-1
  • Rated R (Giraffe Books. Quezon City: 1997.) ISBN 971-8967-62-1
  • Shorts (New Day Publishers. Quezon City: 1997.) ISBN 971-10-1012-7
  • Moon River, Butterflies, and Me (New Day Publishers. Quezon City: 1997.) ISBN 971-10-1013-5
  • Shy Evocations of Childhood (Giraffe Books. Quezon City: 1997.) ISBN 971-8967-67-2
  • My Life as a Hermit (Giraffe Books. Quezon City: 1998.) ISBN 971-8967-74-5
  • Fireflies for a Yuppie (Giraffe Books. Quezon City: 1998.) ISBN 971-8967-75-3
  • A Loneliness Greater than Love (DreamWings Publishing. Iloilo: 2000.) ISBN 971-92146-0-0
  • Fantasia (DreamWings Publishing. Iloilo: 2000.) ISBN 971-92146-1-9
  • Rain as Gentle as Tears (DreamWings Publishing. Iloilo: 2001.) ISBN 971-92146-2-7
  • The Prince of Ngoyngoy (DreamWings Publishing. Iloilo: 2001.) ISBN 971-92146-3-5
  • The Passion of Jovita Fuentes (New Day Publishers. Quezon City: 2009.) ISBN 971-10-1206-9
  • 100 Erotic Sonnets from the Hiligaynon (CreateSpace. U.S.A.: 2010.) ISBN 1-4537-1071-X

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