Tag: moonlight

anthracinus:

I’ve been here a long time. Out of Cuba. A lot of black folks are Cuban. You wouldn’t know from being here now. I was a wild little shortie, man. Just like you. Running around with no shoes on, the moon was out. This one time, I run by this old… this old lady. I was running, howling. Kinda of a fool, boy. This old lady, she stopped me. She said… “Running around, catching a lot of light”. “In moonlight, black boys look blue”. “You’re blue”. “That’s what I’m gonna call you: ‘Blue’.” At some point, you gotta decide for yourself who you’re going to be.
                                                         Can’t let nobody make that decision for you.

peteharry:

Finished, Kevin turns to Black, the two falling into step
without a word, moving across the parking – Black leading,
Kevin just behind.

Occasionally one looking to the other as they go, much said
in these eyes and looks, but… just the sound of movement, a
heavy key ring dangled at Kevin’s side, the whir of Vespas
roaming up Biscayne.