Fayad Jamis


That Would Be Me

It would be me if you did not exist
My city of Havana
If you did not exist my dream city
In clarity and built-up foam,
That would be me without your portals,
Your columns, your kisses, your windows.
And at the end of this poem, said:
If you did not exist I would invent you
My city of Havana
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