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Super Blue Blood Moon
12/30/1982
The moon looked unusually large and orange the night Karla was born, but Conch, her mother, didn’t notice. It’s hard to notice the moon when you were yourself a moon, with a whole other lifeform growing and moving the organs inside of you....
Horror Vacui
Joshua looked up at his grandmother’s house. It had been years since he last visited; more than a decade since his family had migrated and his summer visits had stopped.
The house looked very different from the last time he was there, so much...
The Cleaner and the Nice Woman
Intoy moved the wet mop back and forth across the marble floor with utmost concentration. He was careful not to miss the stubborn scuff marks and streaks of mud that had stuck so hard they could not be cleaned with one swipe; he...
The beautiful horse
One day my father brought home a beautiful horse. She was the most beautiful white horse anyone in our barrio of Pulong-Masle had ever laid eyes on. She had long and slender legs, a silky mane, and a flowing tail. She was, however,...
The Last of the Igorot Head-hunting
Dang-on is the youngest survivor of the worst landslide that happened in Cordillera. On that tragic evening, Dang-on found himself clinging to a branch of a dead pine tree. Below him, an avalanche of mammoth soil mixed with water gushed like a legion...
Thy Fearful Symmetry
She found it in a yard sale and her childhood came back in a rush. She remembered holding one to her eye until the classmate who owned it asked for it back, annoyed that she was spending an inordinately long time “borrowing” it.
Reluctantly,...
