In this city, blue means thirsty. Thirsty for rain that won’t come. Thirsty for a touch that doesn’t calculate its exit. Every balcony hangs a shirt like a white flag. Every rumba hides a knife wrapped in velvet.
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Havana Bleu— where the sea shrugs against the malecón, and every perfect crime begins with a door left open and a voice saying, “Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone your real name.” In this city, blue means thirsty
She said, “You’re nailing more than my…” Then stopped, because the hammer was already swinging. Nailing the coffin of small talk. Nailing a lie to the floor so it stops twitching. Nailing a promise to the inside of my ribcage where no light goes. Every balcony hangs a shirt like a white flag