Gewgaw Writings

By: LESTER TAGA CAPAS The sound of thunder echoes throughout the mountains as Tata Manuel struggles to fortify the roof of his house. ...

By: LESTER TAGA CAPAS   He takes the bottle to his mouth and sits on his favorite wooden chair. "A beautiful antique, isn...

Damn that airline, service was so slow. Now she was running late!  For the first time in her life, Ann swore. She stormed through the house ...

By: Jena Isle Left! Right! Left! Right! I commanded my bare feet to keep running. My footsteps echoed ominously in the deserted, asphalted ...

My name is Pepe. I am 12 years old. People said nobody would read what I will write because I lack schooling and English is my second langu...