Leaving Barcelona
byThe rain drove everyone inside just me on deck at midnight watching glowing clouds obscure the city ringed by mountains …………………………………………………….sea and lightning moccasins…
desire
The Pendleton coat
byEditor’s note: Each Thursday, we feature a throwback piece from Topology’s predecessor, catapult magazine. In this essay, Neil Das ponders lost connections, of both…
Close to Lupe
byI was bumping through the desert my knees to my chin in the passenger seat of a VW bug. Early December in southern Mexico….