Untamed

It was 4:30 in the morning, and things like that always happen in 4:30 in the morning. It was one of the many nights that she felt like an alien in her body because somewhere beneath her skin, the only home she knew was him. At nights, she would get tired of the mask she’s...

The Grand Presence

“What is it that is so hard for her to understand?” I thought to myself as I was standing right behind her while she was crying in front of her reflection in a long, antique, wooden mirror. She was on her knees, weeping, the way a baby does. It’s like she decided to go back...

Dear Dreamer

It was one of those days when all I wanted to do was seclude myself from everyone around me. As I did so, I locked my room's door, dimmed my light to allow my deepest thoughts to project on the walls- the walls that were a prison at some days, and others gates to the...

“She Floats!” He Said..

"A supernatural!" that was the first thought that crossed my mind while one of my many journeys started. An ego breeze passed by, reminding me of my countless tales that I have to impress my children and grandchildren with. It was soon replaced with a magnetic field that elevated me slowly into the sapphire sky,...

Adding New Colors to the Rainbow

He was seated on a radiating star, swinging his feet, examining the distant microscopic Earth. Adish thought of all the remorseful days he spent chasing what was never meant to be his, prolonging quarrels that could have easily been resolved with a compromise. He only wished he had seen through his colleagues; the insecurities behind...

Brighter Than a Shooting Star

It was that invisible glowing tunnel That stopped my tears from shedding And my words of life-cursing   It was formed right before my eyes Dropped down from the sky Containing a creature slowly descending Within the brightness of the edges of the tunnel A bright circled spotlight was then reflected Only a couple of...

By the River Piedra

"By the river Piedra I sat down and wept. There is a legend that everything that falls into the waters of this river--leaves, insects, the feather of birds--is transformed into the rocks that make the riverbed. If only I could tear out my heart and hurl it into the current, then my pain and longing would be...

The Secret of Gliding

He stumbled across a tiny rock, and fell shamefully, like the man who fell from heaven. He thought of all the ways possible to glide back to where he fell from. He visited the favored witches and wizards of the village he accidently became a temporary resident in, who were known to be the miracle-makers....