Popocatépetl Stories

"Tomorrow, Tomorrow when I die I dont want you to be sad. To this place, to this place I will return, in the form of a hummingbird Woman, when you look to the sun, smile fondly There, There I will be with our father, Good light I will send you." -I C N O C U I C A T L, L I L A D O W N S THEIR LOVE was like lava. And it had to EXPLODE. --- Short story based on the Mexican legend of the Volcanoes.