Community was not something we searched for – it was something we lived inside. This is a reflection on what happens when that disappears, and what we begin searching for in its place.
Author Archives: ialerte
The Miami Most Visitors Miss
Miami reveals itself differently when you move through it slowly—at an hour when the light softens and the city begins to feel like your own.
The Restaurants That Feel Like Home
Most people eat Miami the way they visit it — quickly. Reservations booked weeks in advance. A checklist of hotspots. Photos taken before the first bite. I used to eat it that way too. When we came down from Haiti each summer, Miami tasted like indulgence. Fast food we didn’t have back home. Cinnamon rollsContinue reading “The Restaurants That Feel Like Home “
Where We Chose to Celebrate Us
A Trio Birthday ritual, born during Covid, brought us to Mexico City—where we ate slowly, repeated what we loved, and chose presence over spectacle.
Learning to be a Friend
An essay on intimacy, distance, and what it means to show up — imperfectly — for the people we love. If the past year and a half has taught me anything, it is the importance of connecting with others — most notably loved ones. Those inherited, and those chosen. As always, the irony of lifeContinue reading “Learning to be a Friend”
Dwelling in Other
An essay reflecting on childhood and memory, shaped by the landscapes that first taught me what it meant to belong.