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Wilfrido D. Nolledo

Rice Wine

When Santiago saw her in the mirror, comb in hand, he knew it was time for him. It was time to leave the hut....

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Under the Withered Roof

The tears I dropped on my mother’s casket were wiped off with an off-white handkerchief by a hand filled with bulging veins and dominating wrinkles. I heard a comforting scolding, hinting to me that this man is too long in the tooth to have a high-pitched voice. “Elim,...

Rise in Love

A ping sounded on my phone, and the words blinked on the screen at six in the morning.  “RISE IN LOVE.” I squinted at the screen, half-amused. The message could only be from Kim—always dramatic, always turning a simple morning greeting into something that promised intrigue. I recognized our...

The Man with Horns

Close to the end of my ties with Catharine, I was inconveniently reminded of the time when I learned that I grew up with a father from whom I wasn’t exactly begotten. This—this sudden act of remembrance—happened as she and I had just walked out of a diner...