Kate Phillips
Bio
Texas writer full of stories, builder of worlds, vanquisher of the Sunday scaries. she/her
Stories (2/0)
Children of La Llorona
Here in south Texas, most children grow up hearing the story of La Llorona. Bedtime stories on the border are not dainty nursery rhymes but stories that help us understand the danger and beauty of the world. From the safety of our lamplit rooms we begin to understand the commingled pain and joy of life. When we were children the stories simply seemed transportive: terrifying, amazing, portals to another time or place. It wasn’t until I was older that I realized the storytellers of my family - grandmothers, mother, aunts - were telling me something of this world.
By Kate Phillips3 years ago in Horror
By Dawn
This trip is longer than the last one was. Or maybe I forgot how it was before. That was years ago. I thought we’d stay with the Kraft Tribe forever. I should have known someone would take us eventually, the way Fernan and the others took us from the Deltas. As with that journey, I cannot see to tell: shielded in this cart with its high plank walls. To protect us, they say. But to keep us in, too.
By Kate Phillips3 years ago in Fiction
