ILL-GOTTEN GAINS

Her Mum helped her bake the pastries using the rhubarb they had grown in their garden. Each had their own neat tray - rhubarb crumble, rhubarb tarts, rhubarb and toffee cake. She set up the stall at the corner of her street, waiting to capitalise on the Friday, end-of-week rush hour footfall. 'Treat for the … Continue reading ILL-GOTTEN GAINS

IN A MANILA MARKET

All kinds of strap shoes hang in rows. Black, red, white, tan. Thoughts coalesce. Her shoes on the bedroom closet. Shoes for every occasion. Imelda Marcos-scale collection. He burned them all. The clothes too. The closet, the bedroom, the house. All up in flames. It had to look real. They found the charred remains. They … Continue reading IN A MANILA MARKET