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Unit 302

Night 0 I am left the only occupant for the whole third floor. Out of the cramped six units, everybody just seem to have slowly...

Confession

I felt that I had arrived so I pulled over to the side of the road. I had played this moment over and over...

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...

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...

The living and the dead

By Rouina Figueroa “Monkeys aren’t supposed to be tied up like that. Just imagine if it were you, dangling around that post all day! They should be left in the wild!” Abner exclaimed as he stared at the small, shrieking monkey chained to a...

The Woman in The Woods

by Paul Cyrian Baltazar I saw her in the woods earlier. I hid, speaking to her from behind a tree. My voice had already changed by then. She did not recognize me; thank God. Poor thing. So innocent. So dumb. Now, as I stand in...

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. When the sun was young, you knew her as Twinkle. When she became our star, we know her as...

The girls I’ve loved

Mariana They say you never forget your first, and I guess that’s true, but it may just be that Mariana, by nature of being Mariana, was unforgettable. “I think it’s cute how curious you are about it all, Demi,” she laughed. “I just think it’s cool...

Soup

This is always the tricky part, when making soup- too much and it'll overpower the broth, too little and it won't work. Careful now, a little more... perfect. I've done this lots of times, but it never gets any easier, because it has...

In the name of the daughter

Marya Ignacio weaves her hair with her fingers watching as the curls separate adhesively from her sweat-dripped forehead. They have been on the hillside for more than four hours now—the days just seem to grow longer every day. As noon strikes, Marya and...

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