Two Empty Hands

Raven Series # 10 | Jump to Raven # 1  His machete gleaming in the moonlight, Don Pedro stepped from behind a tree. He nodded his head toward the far side of the street.  I turned. We walked away from the hostel in silence. After a block or two, he leaned toward me and asked, … Continue reading Two Empty Hands

Unofficial Lockers

Raven Series #9 | Jump to Raven # 1  The cashier shook his head. No lockers. I would have believed him, but I believed Raven more. She had told me there were lockers at the bus station, so there had to be. For that reason, I pressed the cashier. “There are no lockers? No way… Continue reading Unofficial Lockers

Sopa de Lima

Raven Series Part #7 | Jump to Raven # 1  I didn’t sacrifice a chicken.  Instead, I ducked through a couple alleys to my favorite hole-in-the-wall restaurant and for some sopa de lima, a delicious chicken soup spiced with cloves, cinnamon, oregano, and because this is the Yucatán, habaneros. A healthy dose of lime juice is added… Continue reading Sopa de Lima

Looking for Pantas

Raven Series # 6 | Jump to Raven # 1  A ratty looking gringo I’d never seen before sauntered into the dive shop. Outside, Ramón stood in the shade by his licuado cart. He was watching through the window.  “I’m looking for Pantas,” the stranger said.  “I don’t know anyone named Pantas.” “She said you’d say that.”… Continue reading Looking for Pantas

A Ticket and a Maze

Raven Series Part #5 | Jump to Raven # 1  “Dad, you should really listen more,” Raven said, gliding through the door of the dive shop with a mango licuado in one hand and an envelope in the other.  “Is that right, Kid?”  “Yes. Both Santa Sofía and I think so.”  “Oh, you do? Why am I… Continue reading A Ticket and a Maze

The First Time We Tried to Name Our Band

I’m on the bed staring at the ceiling when Blayne says the Cranberries’ Zombie uses the same chords as the Pumpkins’ Disarm. I think he does, anyway. It’s hard to hear after fuck-if-I-know-how-many shots of whatever we’re drinking. “Play it for us, then, Mister Guitar Wizard.” I hear Blayne open his case. I hear him puke. I hear… Continue reading The First Time We Tried to Name Our Band