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Havana in Verse

With rum that pulses in veins to the rhythm of cha cha bands— men caressing guitar strings, muting trumpets, and swaying their hips— it is easy to forget the call of democracy. No ocean breeze penetrates the age old heat that is trapped by walls of stone in a town square.  Vibrant blues, greens, and oranges take our attentions captive so that we do not recognize … Continue reading Havana in Verse

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Introduction to Cuba

  Cuba.  I am in Cuba sitting on a bizarrely large bed made up of two double beds pushed together (thanking whoever the room gods are that I don’t have a roommate) in a room that overlooks the city skyline of Havana.  The air outside is humid, and while I know I should be tucked in, putting myself to sleep, contagious Latino excitement fills the air.  Today is … Continue reading Introduction to Cuba