Tag: #leyendasurbanas

in memoriam Amalia del Carmen The way the story goes, two whole days passed before Miguel finally stumbled home. And it took just as long for him to snap out of whatever spell had been cast on him before he...

The dark shape of the mountains covers the moon as the car trundles over the tar roads leading out to Cortada. You remember windmills spinning over fields of plátanos where your grandparents took you as a child, but to think...

En medio de la clase se me escapó un gemido. Por unos segundos, todos voltearon a verme. Me llevé los dedos a la boca y empecé a quitarme el esmalte con los dientes. Paré cuando noté que había atrapado la...

The sun sets, welcoming the ethereal dusk that precedes velvet darkness. The nights before the new moon when the least amount of light drips onto Pachamama, those are the nights I offer my counsel. For hundreds of years since the...