Winner of the PenTales Revolt Contest (Get to know Andrés better by going Behind the Story) “I’m taking some apples and a melon.” “That’s a lot, Madame police!” She took two plastic bags, filled them with some apples and pulled a melon.   “Keep moving! Do you want another fine?”  Bazizi spoke […]

topic: CRIME AND PUNISHMENT medium: TEXT as shared at a PenTales event themed “The End” “Tell me the story,” Sophie asks, her head sunk deep into her pillow, shading the sides of her face from the tiny nightlight lamp with the cheery orange shade. The blanket is tucked up tight […]

topic: REVOLT medium: TEXT  The wind spoke of everything; its aura of distant dust bragged of a multitude lumbering slowly towards them; its gusts, like a hum and a ha, rising high and subsiding low, pinched their nostrils with the unwanted stench of the sweat of the horse and unbathed […]

topic: NEW FRONTIERS medium: TEXT With her feet bare and the street steaming, I imagine Vera standing outside the railway station, on the day she turned her fate around. Her departure was not about going somewhere, it was about leaving behind what was hers. It was a typical day for […]

topic: REVOLT medium: Text The border patrol guard knocks ash off his cigarette. “Close but no cigar-oh, muchachos.” A ribbon of smoke billows from his gun. A ribbon of smoke billows from his mouth. Gravity pulls the cashed cigarette from his lips, the butt falling end over end, falling and […]

topic: REVOLT medium: TEXT The facts remain: Mr. Bond lived in a Harlem apartment building at Saint Nicholas Avenue and West 113th Street; On March 5, 2009, Mr. Bond and some friends were moving a couch, wrapped in twine to keep the cushions in place; Two police officers in plain […]

Revolt Esmeralda poured, and then held the empty bottle aloft. The other crones, also swathed in black, sat in silence. The soldiers lifted their glasses. Esmeralda addressed the men. “This special vintage has been saved by our people for half a century, reserved for those fit to conquer us.” Her […]

topic: REVOLT medium: text Bodies lay around a young boy. Water hitting the damp and half rotten wood of the ship that was been moving across the ocean for what feels like years when in truth it couldn’t of been more then a month or two. Then stench was making […]

        topic: CHANGE medium: TEXT I took an oath. My hand on the book and I said I would not go. Swore to her I would not. Trust me, I said. I am an honest man and though my pockets are empty, I am my father’s son […]