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Northeastern novocaine

The lake should have been calm, but when you catch yourself at the brink of meeting Death, when everything that you are begins to crumble down to instablity, nothing else can remain perfectly still. Gunshots and voices of their pursuers resonated along the...

Asymptotes

I instantly felt the void when I laid my eyes on her. I know for myself that I knew her like the back of my hand, but today was different. She seemed like a stranger, an alien from another planet, or some other...

Matches

Madge used to make wishes on raindrops. Lev always said that you could see more raindrops on windows than stars in the night sky and while airplanes and city lights may try to trick you, raindrops were never anything except exactly what they...

Chrysalis

Her: butterflies glimpses The butterflies came after the fortieth day. One after another, chasing in the wafts of air like hummingbirds, encircling me with play of dainty wings. At first, it seemed normal: end of summer- winds flavoring up from sweltering to chilly to...

Bag-ong Yanggaw

Perhaps it was right to suppose that evil lurks everywhere. Likhâ’s own father believed this truism all of his young life. This, however, did not stop his bunsô for a daughter from going on a search when, without warning, José failed to come home...

The pipes

  They can’t kill us. No. I won’t let them. Ever. Since the day I came to this world, I opened my eyes and was greeted by the infinite void. No light ever hit my waiting irises. Only pitch black darkness. Nothing. We live in the pipes....

Random Pickings

Silang

A contingent of armed men escorts her back to her cell. She is tightly bound, reeking of gunpowder and death, her bloodied limbs protesting...

Familiar Encounter

FICTION — “Don’t be like Uncle Norm.” Those were my mother’s last words to me before I stepped foot inside the airport.

The Eyes that Follow

So this is how most women die, she learned, lying in pain on the floor of the main hallway at the governor’s palace. Forgotten. Her...

Senior Momentous

What was I, a retired university professor with a doctorate degree in education from a so-called prestigious university, doing with a much sought-after missing...