Dreams Can Come True, Even in Cuba
Dreams are like seeds that germinate silently, in the dark. We don’t know which ones will reach the surface and break into reality.
Read MoreDreams are like seeds that germinate silently, in the dark. We don’t know which ones will reach the surface and break into reality.
Read MoreA visual declaration of fragility and hope, created on an island marked by material scarcity, diaspora, and the creativity of its people.
Read MoreLast year, we witnessed the cost-of-living increase considerably month after month, while wages saw only a slight rise.
Read MoreIn the heart of my neighborhood is “La Nueva,” a bodega (ration store) whose name contrasts with its appearance.
Read MoreI watched a very funny YouTuber video about what to do during blackouts in Cuba. And of course, I also want to contribute my own take…
Read MoreFor a Cuban immigrant like me, strawberries are often an unfulfilled desire, because in Cuba, they’re practically nonexistent.
Read MoreObserving what’s happened in recent days, I’ve begun to doubt whether the United States still upholds the rule of law.
Read MoreEvery afternoon, kids from who knows how many places known and unknown congregate to play soccer on the dirt street in front of my house.
Read MoreEvery year, the Federal Police calls us to update our refugee protocol. My wife and I went, with the hope we would receive our residency.
Read MoreI step out onto the street with an empty backpack and a list. The sun beats mercilessly on the broken streets, and I dodge the potholes…
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