Silver Skyline

The silvery waves roll with power The horizon is a fine line of soft grays touching water and sky With each wave tip, a shadow breaks the skyline Their curved backs appear, mimicking a dark crest They swim against the current with a gentle strength They tease us with their beauty, leaving us wanting more... Continue Reading →

Before Our Trek

Before the sweet victory of coffee Before the first boat left San Pedro Before Venus sat over the lake Before the rain and beers went down hard Before the creek filled shoes with cool water, or ran by tempting the dry boots on rocks Before we looked back and saw how far we came Before... Continue Reading →

Ser Gringa

Me dicen que soy gringa Extranjera, ¿De dónde eres? Respiro para una pausa ¿Cómo me explico a ustedes? Me dicen que soy gringa Sin conocerme para nada Me pasan y me llaman Con una sola mirada Por la calle oí la voz de una niña Llamandonos gringos tan fuerte Nos miramos en un momento y... Continue Reading →

Eggs for Christmas

On the main street in Cienfuegos, we ventured into one of the local stores that sells basics like flour, rice, eggs, and boxed foods. We were on a mission to get eggs for Christmas morning breakfast and they weren't sold at the produce market (entire chicken? yes. eggs? no.). I grabbed a spot in line,... Continue Reading →

Cuban Blues

Faded blue on the building side, peeling and cracking from time Shiny, bright blue of the classic car as it rolls by Royal blue on the Cuban flag, hanging proudly above the shop window Blue of the sky as it kisses the waves pulsing towards Malecon street Blue jeans, several pairs, tattered and hung on... Continue Reading →

First steps into Cuba

The smell of stale cigarette smoke hit my nose as I turned the corner, exiting the walkway and taking my first steps onto Cuban soil. I immediately recognized the airport, as if I'd been there before. The low, tiled ceilings. The scattered fluorescent lighting. The lingering smell of burning tobacco in the musky air. It... Continue Reading →

Cuba from the sky

The full moon sparkled over the city, lit up for the night. It sparkled back, blinking its innocent eyes up. I looked down at them both from my throne in the sky, curiously imagining this place off the grid. No red or green streets of traffic. No stars, instant reviews, or check-ins on Google. Just... Continue Reading →

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