The Resistance Band Squeezing Salaried Immigrants
Yesterday my wife and I began talking about our finances, our futures, and our distant possibilities of leading a somewhat more comfortable life.
Diaries
The Language of Flowers and a Street Flower Vendor
There are voices that end up becoming part of a city’s landscape. On some afternoons in my neighborhood, his voice arrives before he does.
When Darkness Also Crosses the Ocean
There are blackouts that aren’t measured in hours. They’re measured by the silences. By the video calls that freeze, and the messages that never show as read.
Peace of Mind Can Be Stolen Too
Through both my efforts & friends abroad, the possibility of buying an electric bicycle stopped seeming like a dream and became within reach.
The Taste of Perseverance
There’s a Guava tree in Miguel’s yard. It’s not as tall as those in the large orchards; a person walking by might not even notice it.
Words Are Too Big to be Used Lightly
There are times when a friend does more than just ease your pain. There are moments when they restore your hope…
One Hospital, Two Countries, and the Same Profession
I used to think that emigrating from Cuba meant packing a suitcase, buying a plane ticket, and learning another language. I was wrong.
A Day at the Gibara Low-Budget Film Festival
A friend doesn’t believe me that I spent a day at the Low-Budget Film Festival in Gibara, Holguin and didn’t manage to see a single film.
The Man Who Waits for the Red Light
He doesn’t run. He doesn’t raise his voice. Nor does he insist when someone shakes their head or pretends not to see him.
The Controversy over Cuban Artist Luis Manuel Otero
He was persecuted, imprisoned, sentenced to five years in prison, and his case received enormous international attention.