Monthly Archives: March 2016

Lots of us remember being a kid in Miami during the 1970s. The small, sleepy southern city was just becoming the cross-cultural metropolis it is today. Denizens of Miami Beach, mainly retirees from the northeast–many of them survivors of the holocaust–would hold weekly dances on Lummus Park in South Beach. For immigrants from Latin America, these were curious cultural affairs.

Aqua-Blue, 1974 – Chaz Mena *

Papi, you’d drive wearing the thin neck ties
short sleeves, and a hat from your New York days,
inside our 1968 aqua-blue Impala.

An old rug crashed down on us every time you braked,
but Ana, sis, reached back and held it in place.
Another thing we learned was never to touch
the Blue...

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