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Everything Taken Together Has the Weight of Heaven
For Padmapani Perez
I have often imagined meeting Alicia again, the woman Angelico swore would love him for the rest of his life. As if that meant anything. It has been years—all that past coalescing in my head into a kind of gelatinous thought,...
The Scent of Coconuts
JANUARY 1, 1924, shortly after the stroke of midnight, was when Luzviminda Cruces was born into this earth in barrio Bunot in a town named Daraga, Albay. She was the last of 10 children. Because of some illnesses during pregnancy, her mother thought...
The Centurion
At six, Enzo Domingo bore witness to a miracle. That was the summer that Kuya Elison got sick. Enzo woke one night to find his brother laying next to him, covered in sweat and skin burning with fever. Eli squirmed in his sleep,...
The Red Banca on Our Island
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No one can forget that red banca. If anyone were to ask how it looked, no one on our island would be mistaken in describing such a banca. Its color resembled the fresh blood of a butchered pig, and it was quite large,...
Simulacrum
Jesus fuck!” I blurted out. I pray my devout Catholic of a Mom and Dad didn’t hear that one but—Christ on a stick—this stupid fucking laptop. Been trying to get it to open again for hours now. One moment three glitched pixels were...
The Mysteries beside the Brook, under the Tree
In which the inevitable led me to a new friend. I died alone, and I don’t regret it. Not even once.
Death is a strange feeling to have: I expected it to at least haunt me or leave me wondering if I have unfinished...
