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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 One-Night Stand at the Frankfurt Book Fair

Maribel glanced at her plane seat, grateful that she had the aisle seat and only one seat beside her. Her seat mate was a...

Transparent

I met Iris about a year ago. It had been a habit of mine to frequent a coffee shop a few blocks away from where...

Little star

by Cesar Miguel G. Escaño This is the story of our Mother Sun who sings to the planet Earth and whose light keeps us alive....

Dominus

Don Isidro sat on his chair at his home office, and in front of him where three bottles of single-malt whiskeys of different brands:...