A PLACE FOR SIDEWAYS TRAINS OF THOUGHT
This is the third time this has happened to me. I open the Rome bus app (Roma Bus), click on the tab to check the route of a bus (it was the 32 this time) and a screen appears with a map of a large part of North-West Africa. Are there secret bus routes running... Continue Reading →
(Listen to the poem here) The sticker on the window tells us YAUTEPEC although the rope-haired lad who is jutting from the bus’s door into the foaming crowd, much like a figurehead in stormy seas, is shouting, “Yaute, Yaute, Yaute, Yaute.” Perhaps it’s lexically Mexican to chop the end of place names when you’re touting... Continue Reading →