For some reason I’m looking forward to the selected works of Subcamandante Marcos because it links back to a lot of writing I did just after college when I developed a fascination for the Zapatista movement in southern Mexico.

A young man, one of the Mariposa kids, makes his way south with his grandfather and loses himself among the rebels. He eventually falls in love in Guadalajara. He never meets Marcos, though. But he meets enough.