Julian Zabalbeascoa recently earned his MFA through the University of New Orleans. He has run with the bulls in Pamplona, run from an irate homeowner through Venice’s labyrinthine streets, from the authorities through some Mayan ruins in Mexico, from the heavy footsteps of a jaguar in the jungles of Argentina, from some pushy prostitutes off Ko San Road in Bangkok, and most recently to catch his bus in Tel Aviv. He has an upcoming publication in Thema.
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