Old Havana (Pensamientos de Abuela)

by FTS Miles   Apr 16, 2015

July 19, 2010

Between the commentary
(and sometimes over it)
she inserts her memories
in broken English, or
breaking Spanish, or
just a sigh and gesticulation,
thrust forward pointing
at the screen or sitting
back with a smile,
as much genuinely happy
as wistfully pensive,
but always agitated where
the reality contrasts with
her precious remembrances.


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