Hideous Costume

Posted on October 25, 2018


With Day of the Dead approaching I search out the hideous costume I’ve used for years. It consists of:
* my face, which frightens children, cats, street vendors, young women and tourists from everywhere except Texas. (Nothing seems to frighten tourists from Texas);
* a black sweatshirt;
* a slightly too large old pair of jeans.
* a beat-up backpack tht could contain anything from dead rat skins, a broken umbrella, a torn-at-the-corners volume of outdated poetry and/or a still warm tlayuda.
With this disguise I can participate in calendas, street dances, sacariest apparition contests and mescal tastings
…as long as no one recognizes that it’s the same way I look every other day of the year.

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