Two Eyes Cenote comedy

the cacti blooms were always her favorite — vague memories of them being frequent gifts from her mother when they were young.

when things were simpler.

it was with that same, vague memory that leads the girl to practice plucking the flower. mama had made it look so easy, despite having so many needles ready to poke her in the eye and a flurry of rowdy children circling her. tiye sweats as she approaches, each attempt ending in prick to the nose. only on the fifth attempt does she grab it — alongside a needle to the nose.