Fiction

The Last Leaf of Fall – #shortstory #amwriting

Juliana didn’t believe in small choices having far-reaching effects. Neither did she believe in destiny; at least not anymore.

“I grew up,” she would tell Alexis, her college best friend. “I had to. Soulmates don’t exist in my world, only arrangements.

Poetry

Memory

Memories might be all I have A certain period of my young life The picture in my head is crystal clear It accompanied a love so strong it persisted Throughout our time together and more In spirit perhaps but a decade on Lingered through all seasons © Anna Jailene Aguilar