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Indigo is a 50-year-old boy. Content and happy with his mediocrity in his mother’s attic. Unmarried without children, he sure doesn’t mind wearing the cloak of irresponsibility with pride. Committed to sticking to his life’s path after a fatal stroke years ago.His God-given second chance to life.Surviving such an ordeal, he soon realized there is nothing else more important than letting his eyes meander over the sea of farmers planting rice; his nose sucking in the punch of greens; his ears basking under the warmth of chirping birds singing ...
Submitted to Contest #290
You never thought dandelions could be merciless. Letty believed that a hundred percent, and that same belief had found a special place in her brain despite the stabbing pain that swallowed her ankle. Though each step felt like thorns in her sole, she kept her composure intact and her vision steady; her breaths in rhythm with her feet in strides, like a highly depleted Olympian who never knew defeat. Her eyes burned with sweat and tears like her bronzed skin kissed by the midday sun; her mind too frantic to think or care about anything. Even ...
Submitted to Contest #289
Disgusting. Look at those fools, swallowing plate after plate of food they couldn’t even finish, Onyx told himself, cringing at the sight of thick oils around the people’s mouths. Perhaps the disgust had already reached his head, and he needed to rise from his seat and get another ice-cold beer to ease. As he went through tables, he couldn’t help but gaze at each cousin’s family he met along the way, grazing their plates, slithering their tongues to finish the last drop. His scarlet eyes shook, wondering why he’d gotten himself here, asking ...
Submitted to Contest #288
The unusually hot summer day hadn’t stopped the Vincenzos from their special Sunday treat. Pork.No wonder Samuel’s smile was as wide as the mountain ranges behind him, wearing a pair of sparkling eyes full of delight. He worked hard to finally get a kilo of pork, which he knew would make his dear wife and four lovely girls happy. They’d been waiting a month for him to save enough money to get some because pork was a luxury in this part of the barangay. Like having a good beef steak in a five-star fine-dining restaurant. Inaccessible. You mig...
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