Let’s Do This

Let’s Do This

(Written by Leo “Papa Bear” Antazo) Karel feels his back spasm as he is once again tackled after a four-yard run into the Hurricanes’ red zone. He is helped up by two of his teammates who pat him on his helmet. “Good run!” Czar says…

First Time

First Time

(Written by Leo “Papa Bear” Antazo) He’s big. I think to myself. 5’11” and probably  around 210 lbs. I walk up to him, the grass soft beneath my white rubber shoes. I ask him to lower his head as I’m only 5 feet tall and…

Enjoying the Rain

Enjoying the Rain

(Written by Leo “Papa Bear” Antazo) I’m glad it’s raining. I’ve always enjoyed taking baths in the rain while running up and down the streets of our old house. I was ten years old and my mum would be yelling, telling me to get inside.…

A Talk With Mum

A Talk With Mum

(Written by Leo “Papa Bear” Antazo) The sun is bright and the trees are swaying ever so slightly in the soft breeze. I take a seat next to the most beautiful woman in the world. “Hi Mum. It’s been a while. Where to start? Well,…

See You When I See You

See You When I See You

I met him around 30 years ago. He was on the same bench where I was sitting, reading “The Catcher in the Rye” and eating a sandwich. I was crying because my favorite aunt died that morning. He handed me his handkerchief and half of…

TANDEM BIKE

TANDEM BIKE

(Written by Lydia Villacrusis) We always moved in tandem: sang as a duet; partnered on the dance floor; did back-to-back seminars; shared CLP talks; jointly raised the kids; prayed hand-in-hand. It was no big surprise when one day, he brought home a tandem bike, a…

An Ordinary Night

An Ordinary Night

(Written by Sofia Barton)   Eyes, bloodshot Legs, crossed  Arms, relaxed Fingers, tapping Body, limp Ears, nailed to a rhythm Nose, inhaling Mouth, smoking Lips, smiling Mind, flies high Heart, dives down deep Spirit, disconnected.

Rain

Rain

(Written by Sofia Barton) It was raining that night. She looks outside the window, tenderly holding a mug of chamomile tea. The floral scent from the drink overpowers the room. The warmth comforts her, tells her that everything is right in the world. It was…

A Tragedy of Love Letters

A Tragedy of Love Letters

(by Olivia Solomon) I wish you could slip and slide through my skin just like the silk of last night’s sheets. Perhaps, it could be a great love letter. Dear lover, Wear me like the anticipation of growing old like your favorite pair of jeans.…

ORION

ORION

(written by Sofia Barton) Every single night, he gets his pack of cigarettes, carries a double dram of scotch and sits on his chair at the veranda beside the bedroom. He fixes his gaze at the night sky. Searching for the constellation Orion first. This…