Posts tagged fiction
Meet your meteor
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Arkady couldn’t believe that his father would refuse to get him a dog after all of his promises. He had done his chores without having to be told; he had saved up all his money buy a collar and a leash so that that dog would not run away into the woods and get lost like the last one (which wasn’t his fault, by the way, becau [...]
Seven
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When it hit my face, the water did two things. It stung my face like a thousand icy needles and it sucked out the air from my lungs. My eyes flew wide open and I tried to scream, but no sound came. How could it? If the cold water hadn’t already robbed me of my voice, then the sight that greeted me would’ve done the same thin [...]
An Easter Story
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Fire from the sky.
In the deep plains, one cold night, a stray lightning bolt ignited a stand of tall grass, dried out from the lack of rain. The fire burned bright and angry at first, sending many of the animals into the shadows, fearful that the lions would come. And the lions did come, attracted more by the warmth that the flames off [...]
The Last Leaf
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I used to live in run-down old apartment building in a district ironically named Bagong Pag-asa. It was a ghetto that petty thieves used to get away from the cops running after them, where whores would sit around indoors all day, scratching their scabby legs while playing cards, only to emerge at sundown, looking as soft as ingenues rea [...]
Poetic Justice
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I want to write this comic book.
>>In the news today<<
“… the Governor was found dead in his office today, apparently strangled to death with a length of cable … the Governor is known for his hard line stance against prostitution in his province. He was famous for his Sunday sermons at the provincial capito [...]
The Teacup
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There was once a flood that raged through the city, turning the streets into rivers littered with debris. Among the flotsam, buoyed by the swift current, were an iron wok and an aluminum pot. As the flood carried the two along, they saw a delicate porcelain teacup struggling mightily to snag its handle on a tree branch that hung low ove [...]
The Sword of Damocles
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It was several days after we first spoke of it that the Teacher and I once again had an opportunity to discuss the sword of Damocles.
The rains had come for the first time in almost a year, and most of the people who lived in the Old City found themselves having to tend the collection and filtration sheets that had been laid out for jus [...]
A volcano in Luneta
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One December afternoon, while walking along the ruined battlements of the Old City, I asked the Teacher how we could have avoided the great Dissolution that tore the country apart in the early years of the last century. The Teacher remained silent for a long time. All around us, the gardeners kept on hunting through the bramble for leav [...]