This is home now. / by Armando Guerra

This is home now. At first, a strange place with a strange language. I have come to love both, despite political flags and pragmatisms.

Home has been bitter, rough, dirty and also empowering, liberating. A new version of the oranges I picked as a teenager in a socialist school in Cuba. A new version of the sea spray that salted my skin in the Caribbean.

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