I could hear her playing Portishead this time. An hour ago it was Thelonious Monk. If it wasn’t for her taste in music, I’ll be cursing these thin walls. I have shared the elevator a couple of times with her. She has that brooding type…
She placed her dinner plate on the table gently and sighed. Another day of eating alone and she missed him. Her playlist was blaring Incubus. His favorite. As she started fixing her napkin, she heard the front door open. She stood up to check but…
“I am so excited! How many hours til we get there?” She looked out the oval window, beaming. “Two hours. You can nap all the way, I will wake you up when we land.” “Nap? Are you kidding me? This is my first plane ride.…
(Written by VL Cabagua) The boy looked through the window of the dingy dilapidated store front. Old leather bound books caked in dust lined the shelves. Tiny trinkets and knick-knacks are strewn about on various tables in the middle of the shop. The faded chipped…
(Written by Faust Romanus) Prospero was flabbergasted upon the sudden arrival of his grandmother past midnight when the whole town was dark and lifeless. It was unusual for someone to suddenly arrive past midnight in their town because there was a city regulation to cut…
“Honey, I’m home!” I called out into the darkness and turned on the lights to my apartment. I laughed at myself. I have always lived alone as long as I can remember. Even when I was in a relationship, I don’t let my boyfriends sleep…
(Written by Leo “Papa Bear” Antazo) “Ah, this is the life.” I say to myself as I cruise along Highway 85 with the top down. This is such an awesome car by the way. Who would think I would be able to acquire this nice…
(Written by Leo “Papa Bear” Antazo) “The hell?” Brian said to himself as he noticed three new cuts on his face and several more on his hands. Did I cut myself shaving the other day? He put these thoughts aside as the cuts weren’t even…
(Written by Leo “Papa Bear” Antazo) “I’m famished.” Jason thought to himself as he got off the jeep and started to walk home. All day, he has been thinking about the adobo his grandmother said she would prepare for him. He can almost smell the…
(Written by Leo “Papa Bear” Antazo) “I’m afraid of the dark” Anne said to Tom as he was leading her into an alley just behind the bar where they met. “You don’t have to worry. It won’t take long” Tom said as he grasped Anne’s…