Tag: #fiction

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    Scratches

    I remember his hair styled to a pompadour, and his skin smelling of Johnson’s baby powder, but rather than looking like a campus crush, Carlito somewhat looked effeminate.

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    Clouds of Kiltepan

    Is love enough to keep holding on? To be honest, I feel like I love him more whenever he and I are apart. Perhaps that is the reason I tend to run away, to the mountains.

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    The cat who may not have survived a day in Persia

    Wallis the golden-haired cat somehow finds her way to the street. It’s dark and there is hardly anybody, except those who snore noisily from behind the dark windows.

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    The wind howls through the night

    A chill runs down my spine when the wind blew as I make my way back home. The stream runs through the woods, which is a couple of miles from where we live. I can barely make out the trail in the moonlit night yet I don’t feel lost. I know this path like the back of my hand even though I explore it in the light. I almost feel serene. Almost.