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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....

That male thing

“Come in,” he said in response to the five steady raps on his door. There was a soft squeak as the door opened to...

Déjà vu

It was cold on the day I reaped my first soul. I had known it was coming—had been preparing for it. Although I had...

Soft-boiled Egg and Perfectly Steamed Rice

Makahiya can cure cancer. So emails an aunt. “I suggest boil an entire makahiya plant and have her drink it like tea.” He weighs in...

“Ghost Voters”

The first reported paranormal incident in the town of Kamalakal occurred on 7 May 1998. A young widow, one Dymphna Tessalona, claimed that she had been beaten up by the ghost of her husband, Victor. The story of her attack appeared in the...

Four funerals

told in order of importance.   i.    My grandmother tells me and my cousins not to look back on my grandfather’s funeral. Best not to take the dead with us, she says. I had never been an obedient child. I look back and see a line of cars,...

Nature

At first, her family thought I was the wind who came to take her away from them. Especially when I accidentally slammed the door on her father’s face and almost broke the poor nose of the old man. Her two big brothers stared...

The other side

Perhaps it was the way of the city for things to disappear quickly and without warning. Rust spread across the metal shutters of the closed down café. The sign that once read Books & Beans loomed overhead like a knocked-out set of teeth,...

Karen sings the future

Congratulations! I’ve read through all the thank you cards attached to the boxes on the center table that morning and they all said the same thing. I finally found the courage to go through them, after a week or so of procrastination. Until now,...

A tale of two tickets

His chat: Can we meet tonight? Seisha around 9? Mine: Sure. See you. ( Really, Seisha? Flavored-smoky Seisha. But why there? We never dated there?) 8:30: the now-faulty alarm clock reads on my table. Dresses to impress: haphazardly messed-up on my even messier bed, all Tahitian, all...

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