Fiction in preparation for the Spanish-language translation of my debut anthology Juvenilia Tapatía; en la manera de Agustín Yáñez 2013-24
My god. Here I am, phone in hand, sat in the silver rumbling faintly urine-scented train car and I was transported. Thank you paisa.
My god. Here I am, phone in hand, sat in the silver rumbling faintly urine-scented train car and I was transported. Thank you paisa.