“Finally, We Eat, and Our Children Play”: Reflections on a Visit to Cuba

Cuando me veo y toco yo, Juan sin Nada no más ayer, y hoy Juan con Todo, y hoy con todo, vuelvo los ojos, miro, me veo y toco y me pregunto cómo ha podido ser. - de "Tengo", Nicolas Guillen Tengo. I first fell in love with Cuba over the poem "Tengo" by Nicolas… Continue reading “Finally, We Eat, and Our Children Play”: Reflections on a Visit to Cuba

“And what shall we do, we who did not die?”

"And what shall we do, we who did not die?  What shall we do now?  How shall we grieve, and cry out loud, and face down despair?  Is there an honorable, non-violent means towards mourning and remembering who and what we loved?" -June Jordan I will always remember when I was talking to a friend… Continue reading “And what shall we do, we who did not die?”