Jane: A 50 word story

They sat on windowsills and sprawled their belongings on a stoop.

The strong orange light on faces; mirror reflections on glass.

The politics of being raised not by one mother but two; one whose name was Jane.

A first love with the same name.

The Conspiracy Bar in Quezon City.

Shadows of the sun

Shadows of the sun

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