Janssen Serrano

“Reunion (Chapter 1)” by Janssen Serrano

April 3, 2019, Friday 9:53 PM "Finally, the day's done. I'm going to clean the house again." Gabriel mutters as he walks outside. He passes by the ribbons he cut since Monday. Gabriel looks back as if the restaurant's lights flicker again. It is still bright, too bright, he thinks. He unfolds his umbrella from his bag pocket as the coin-heavy shower hopefully spares his cover. He goes down a few steps on his left and onto the standby gutter to wait for a ride. Shivering from both his nerves and the cold, he hesitates to raise his arm to ...

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“Editorial” by Janssen Serrano

Dec. 17, 2017                 “What to write? What to write? What to write?” says the writer as he paces around his 2x2 meter room.                   Beside his laptop with an empty document is his mountain of cup noodle shells and second-hand rubbish newspapers. It is the result of 5 days with no pay and begging-to-live savings. His pace for around 5 minutes became aggr...

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“Heroin Heroine” by Janssen Serrano

Submitted to Contest #101

Disclaimer: Profanity & Substance Use I’ll never go back…             I’ll never go back to being sane & stuff as 10 ginormous coins are staring behind me. I bet 10 bucks whoever speaks like an orangutan will have a sexual partner rather than some without bathing issues. Ten bucks for the number 134, 50 bucks said the number 345, 68 said the number 043. And the auction is off, the oragutan will never got high up a mountain with a bee. A whale stomps my feet & thighs, e...

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“The Sicilian Diner” by Janssen Serrano

Submitted to Contest #100

Nov. 15, 1941              It was a hard day, full of craps, blown-out guts, leftover metal, & bullet cases. The place bathes in heat that all cattle were dead, which made the famine worse. In the middle of town, there was a shabby resto that decided the winner. There were 4 men who went here. They wore unprocessed wool jackets that resemble cattle skins due to the heat mirages. They wore with the cuffs, & they wore them atop the shoulder.     &...

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“Interview” by Janssen Serrano

Submitted to Contest #76

   "Who is going to be next?" Artemus thinks. "Make sure the file is complete. The furniture is clean. All the organized files are here. All right..., onto my next client. He's at the door right...now."    "You may now come in," he says.    "Sorry. I know I'm late," a man says.    "Don't worry. Please close the door."    "Should've gotten early, kid?"    "It's not your fault. Please have a seat. Shall we start the interview?"&nb...

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