Emptiness lurks behind the dark windows watching the road for one to relieve its fate that fills the weathered walls and hangs over its head with an air of decay. There was a time when it was not when the now abandoned rooms rang with laughter and songs when the floorboards shook with theContinue reading “THROUGH A WINDOW”
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HALL OF MIRRORS
I am a hundred faces staring at me Unlike Narcissus, I am not thrilled by what I see Somehow, the faces are familiar and strange all are distorted, even grotesquely so – and their eyes, their eyes are accusing, sad, amused, angry – all at once Could that be me on the mirror? who amContinue reading “HALL OF MIRRORS”
EERIE CEMETERY
I used to be very scared of cemeteries. When I was much younger, I would shut my eyes tight whenever I passed by the cemetery in our village. Unlike American cemeteries where coffins are lowered about 6 feet under the ground, in traditional Philippine cemeteries like the one we had in our barrio, coffins areContinue reading “EERIE CEMETERY”
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