When I look at myself in the full-length mirror I see a luchador. A hero.
There is a moment when I wish I could unbind and show what I really am – a luchadora, a heroine with a name handed down by fate and moves learned at my father’s knee – but then I realize it doesn’t matter. I’m behind the mask anyway…
Short story at PodCastle, 2018. Click to listen to it podcast and/or read it.