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An object landed at his feet with a thump. It was not the one he had thrown.
Honey biscuits, warm auburn fur, and a squished chocolate nougat bar.
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A joyous celebration of La Catarina, La Flaca, La Muerte… Glorious, Beautiful Death. In Mexico, death is not something to be feared or hated; She is embraced, loved, and adored. La Muerte is fêted, as the celebrant “…chases after it, mocks it, courts it, hugs it, sleeps with it; it is his favorite plaything and his most lasting love.”
This is a Mexican paean to La Huesuda: dry, crackling leaves, the incense smoke of altars honoring Death and the Dead, funeral bouquets, the candies, chocolates, foods and tobacco of the ofrenda, amaranth, sweet cactus blossom and desert cereus.
Traveling on foot was always a gamble; according to locals, this crossroads was a sure bet.
An offering of footstep dust and rusted keys, raw tobacco and whiskey, coconut shells and candle wax.
These, she knew, were inappropriate thoughts to have in the springtime.
Sweet fig and golden almond with buttery amber and a flutter of autumn leaves.
So there’s a guy living in a little place that’s in the desert
And then there’s many, many, many, many, many different bodies
And then all of them, all of their heads fall off
all of their heads fall off
all of their heads fall off
And then, they start going to his house and tearing open the windows and breaking the house and eating the guy.
Oozing cactus flesh, creosote, dusty boards, and gruesome globs of blood musk.
Original story by A.S.H.
Art by John Herndon
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