Narratives On Cuba: Semblances of Colour: Abre Los Ojos (Open Your Eyes): 16-NS-Cuba-ALO

The architecture of the revolution lingers in my mind, forever prominent, like the beautiful woman offering me kisses; both are icons of the present, and perhaps, foreshadowing of a future lingering too much in my mind. The past not yet a memory, and the future remains an anxious dream.

The architecture of the revolution lingers in my mind, forever prominent, like the beautiful woman offering me kisses; both are icons of the present, and perhaps, foreshadowing of a future lingering too much in my mind. The past not yet a memory, and the future remains an anxious dream.