THE THING AROUND YOUR NECK

You did not know eighteen years ago that the way your grandmama favored your brother could make you hate your brother so much that you would devise a plan to harm him by saying there is a snake on the tree, hoping that he would just hurt his leg. You did not know that he would instead hit his head on a stone during the fall and that he would die immediately. You did not know that you would fall in love with your cousin brother and that he also,  would walk away from your heartbreaking self eighteen years later in the place your brother died and where your grand-mama was buried.

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A GOOD CATHOLIC GIRL-

  Yes! I cried at its end and I don’t even know why. But I cried. Was it the plot? The characterization or the talent showed by the cast? The cinematography or what? I don’t know. I must be overly emotional or just too good a person. Because my tears count and I loved this... Continue Reading →

It was raining, for I could hear the huge drops of the rain on them iron-sheets… I could feel a twinge of pain as I tried to stretch. There is a way in which like a sharp needle, the pain went straight through my back, shook me to the bone marrow, and altered my vision.... Continue Reading →

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