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More Stories I Wrote in 2015

October 12, 2016


 I did some really interesting stories for Upvoted, Reddit’s feature-y news site, toward the end of 2015, right after I gave birth to Kaya papaya. I still miss that outlet. I also did a ton of fun stories for OC Weekly, namely — pimped out Kaya for a Sublime feature! How OC. Upvoted Can’t Buy […]

Flash Fiction Rejects from 2004

August 4, 2014


moment #1: When I was a kid we used to hang out in the open attic of my friend’s house in Baguio. It was called the pugad — bird’s nest — because it was a warm safe haven, yet we could see all the way down through pine trees and street lights, and all the […]

We Stayed Home Today.

September 17, 2011


We went to the store for entertainment. This is what $240 worth of media looks like. (And those books were $3-$8 each.)

Juvenalia, care of Sunshine

August 5, 2009


I was fixing my published fiction files when I found a short story I wrote  with my one of my best friends from high school, Sunshine. It was for the teenybopper magazine Candy in 2002.  So I put it up. I wish I had gotten PDFs — the illustrations of this story were AWESOME. Anyway, […]

Subject: subject ReMIX: my poim

April 5, 2009


From Lilledeshan Bose <> to M*** P*** <mp****> date Sun, Apr 5, 2009 at 10:13 AM subject ReMIX: my poim A Death in the MP Braintrust, Co. A thief bites his upper lip Trying to melt in the shadows while delivering a night stand decorated with 72 red roses into the funeral parlor where I […]

October, 1999

December 13, 2008


For our 58th fight, we holed up in the library in your grandmother’s house. I forget what the fight was about — American politics, drugs, an ex-boyfriend — but the end result was this: you refused to let me talk you out of your bad mood, so I, impatient and pissed, decided to leave. As […]

I used to be a poet. I could be one again.

September 28, 2008


Moonlight over Milwaukee River (apologies to Easy Fagela) Negotiating the last call for alcohol past 2 a.m., Post-drunken ramblings in a bar in Riverwest I take your hand, tucked into a jacket, through a walkway Of latent shrubs and marked up fences Until we face an opening above the city, A full moon cracking the […]