A Gift Exchange
Ligaya said she had a bad feeling about the three unmarked packages they found outside their rickety shanty on the outskirts of Manila....
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Sarah Morgan
Nov 2318 min read
The Prodigal
She showed up right on time, like she never does. She was wearing one of those tan trench coats, belted tight against the slight cold...
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Bryan D. Fagan
Nov 922 min read
Torgo and the Lost Soul
When the affair with the Imp and Yatzi began, I was enjoying a tropical bath, humming the song about the farmer’s daughter and the...
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Garye Maraboto
4 days ago
The Mole on the Tip of Your NoseÂ
Little by little you reveal  expanses of skin  that won’t let me sleep.  First it was your clavicles,  how I dreamt of crawling...
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Lethokuhle Ndlovu
4 days ago
The Fog at Port Crow
In Port Crow’s mist, where shadows lean, The air is thick, the grass is green. A twisted tree, with branches bare, Holds whispers in the...
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Gerri Leen
Nov 11
Sea Horses
In the distance a gull screams As I dream of kelpies Leading a charge of Aquatic soldiers, cresting The waves and heading For shore with...
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