Unread Books

Have you ever experienced that feeling when, upon passing by a bookstore, an unshakable desire arises—to walk to its door, to stand among the rows of familiar spines, as though you’ve visited them countless times before? I own ten complete book series, along with another shelf filled with unread volumes. Perhaps it was the scent…

I was just sort of waking up to the truth of who we can be: so ready to assume the worst in people. The only thing I can do is share that that does hurt. Because if we walk around pretending like it doesn’t hurt, the perpetrator would just say, “Oh, I was just joking….

The Pursuer

The pursuer is coming — and fast. The young man’s instinct told him to run and hide — for his life. He had no idea how long he’d been running, but the pain in his legs gave him a clue. Even so, he had no other option. He would rather feel the excruciating burn in…

How are you?

Hi. How are you? An introduction so cliche, yet that’s what I wouldn’t want to say when I would see you again. It’s 3:49am, and unknowingly, after watching a tv series, I was up all night thinking about you… and what you did to me? For some, highschool is their fondest of memories. The climax…

May the bullies have their well-deserved karma come knocking on their doors. Never thought this series would have a triggering effect. 😡😢

The Year was 2020

I am not sure if the lines “May we see each other again” and “Nice meeting you” would be appropriate for us.

“Facial expressions can be interesting.  Through facial expressions, you can read someone’s mood, thoughts, and feelings, as if looking in the mirror.  Through facial expressions, someone can conceal his or her mood, thoughts, and feelings as if wearing a mask.  However, in a split second, there is a moment when the barrier between the mask…

The Has-Been Friend

“There is no shortage of songs, movies and television shows depicting the difficulties of breakups with a romantic partner. But when it comes to navigating the end of friendships, it can feel like we’re on our own.” WHO IS YOUR GO-TO PERSON? Without considering your family, who is the first person you would think of…

Promises and Farewells

Translated by Irish Ann. This short story was first posted in Filipino, thanks to Tambalan of Love Radio Manila. I could feel my hands trembling uncontrollably, a familiar reminder of old age. Still, I reached for a piece of paper on the table and began drafting a letter to the woman I dearly love. Inyang,…

The Husband

The steam from the coffee mug slowly danced its way toward the ceiling until it eventually disappeared into thin air. I could smell the inviting aroma of the local brew. I took a few sips from the mug. My wife never made coffee this good. “It’s Saturday. Aren’t the kids home?” Amanda placed a bowl…