The street noise at my window was a constant reminder that just beyond the glass lay a city of colors.
Tag: Modern art
That night in Havana
El Club del Manito stayed open late on the weekends, flaunted always by a crowd of teenagers looking to get … More
Looking for your door
That night I rode fast and clear, searching for a person I’d never met.
Sunglasses in the rain
I take my shades with me everywhere. They hide my sins, and I’ve got a lot of sins.
Gillian Maine 