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QUARAN10

It was on the fifth day that Cal saw her. Sunbathing in a red and white trim bikini on the building across the street, looking like a raptor on downtime. He remembered it was the fifth day of the quarantine because on the first...

Manananggal

Manananggal /ma·na·nang·gál/ n  1 a creature, usually female, who is human by day. At night, she separates into two at the waist, growing batlike wings and fangs. If you see her, don’t be scared, my great-grandmother said. I had just gotten my menses and was...

Sludge

Melanie thought she should walk. She didn’t want Mrs. Guzman to see her in a tricycle. It embarrassed her. On FB Messenger, Mrs. Guzman asked if she was coming by car. Of cour,se she didn’t have a car. Why would Mrs. Guzman think...

SAN RUFO

Historical Fiction (based on true events in 1845) POURING river water over his head, Jamil allowed the cool water to flow over his sunburned, half-naked body, now glistening like a bronze statue under the early morning sun. Pulling a dark red turban drying from...

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...

Random Pickings

The sorrows of Rowena

Those mah-jong nights. They had a lot of it during those times – Rowena, and her friends in the Village. Rowena enjoyed the games....

Dried fish

Here goes the Australian lady from the second floor again, standing at the door, towering over Mama and looking mad. “It bloody stinks in...

When the Heart Knows

Charito's pace slowed as she neared Barbara's, the renowned restaurant in Intramuros that is next to the centuries-old San Agustin Church. The cobblestone streets...

Mother

I notice it now that the house is oddly quiet. Pop songs no longer beam inside my daughter’s room, and the living room is...