short stories
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The Wagonner
The futile attempts of the god of the wind could not clear the fog blanketing the murky road. The goddess of light could not penetrate the sinister darkness. The cold silence terrorized the humanity beyond my skin but no song from the Muse could cheer me up. Continue reading
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Return to the Merlion
The water from his mouth flowed uninterruptedly. His regal eyes acknowledged my minute presence. His royal mane moved gracefully along with the wind. His whiskers gleamed like daggers. His scales glittered with the majestic color of the sea. He asked me to open my mouth once more and I did. He turned his head, directing… Continue reading
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Old Faces, New Friends
Pool. Food. Drinks. Old jokes and old funny stories. These were the highlights of my Saturday night. I was with a group of familiar faces, those I’ve known for more than a decade. Yet a part of me said they’re strangers to me. I knew their names but I didn’t know who they were. Continue reading
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The Bagel, the Fool, and the Lucky
“The only important thing in a book is the meaning that it has for you.” — W. Somerset Maugham Continue reading
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Hmm, Ew! Double Ew! Gross! How Typical.
Chat with me about past memories we shared together over a cup of coffee and I may spend some time with you. But at some point when our discussion becomes redundant I will exclaim, “There’s a reason it’s called the past. I don’t live there anymore!” Continue reading
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‘The Lion Eating the Sun’ Table of Contents
The ‘Pokémon Sun’ and ‘Moon’ games introduced 88 new Pokémon in the franchise. The ‘Lion Eating the Sun’ had 88 poems. This parallel was not a coincidence. Continue reading
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The Three Vain Women
A man asked three ladies a question, “If you have only three hours left in your life, which place would you like to spend it?” “The boutique,” the first woman answered. “I will try on the beautiful dresses, hats, sunglasses, jackets and shoes. When I die, I will be wearing the most elegant, most marvelous… Continue reading
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Who is Gina Watson?
Gina Watson is the biggest link between my debut novel I Killed My Friends and It Thrilled Me and its spinoff book Walden and Hyde (and Other Short Stories) released a year ago. In I Killed My Friends, Gina’s arrival at main character Herbert Novelli’s apartment set the story of the novel in motion. Accompanied… Continue reading
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The Morning After Vodka
“It’s scary to feel so much in so little time. I haven’t found my grip for one and another comes in already. Nobody wants to explain and elaborate. They just want to throw what they don’t like away and remain happy. There’s nothing wrong with being happy but I can’t be happy all the time.… Continue reading
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He is Elusive
“He is elusive,” she said. “He’s full of chivalry and knew what lay ahead. But then he lost his grace, we’re entwined in his bed.” Continue reading
Xeno Hemlock 