Bulletproof Vest

Maria Venegas

He takes a cold one for the road, settles his tab. The tyres of his Chevy grip the concrete; the truck jerks with every shift of the gears. Through the rear-view mirror he can see the lights of Valparaiso growing dim as he disappears into the abyss of the desert night. He pushes a tape into the deck…


Soaked
Winter