Fabiana del Valle

You open your eyes and realize it’s not the sun that has woken you from your sleep. The persistent sound comes from the neighbor’s house…

I couldn’t stop the tears while walking with my daughter and taking pictures. The silence is heavy where sound once lived. (12 photos)

This story is common to most Cubans, except that some have saved themselves from “dancing with the worst of it.”

Behind us, the door we rigged up continued vibrating, as if to reaffirm that it wasn’t over yet; there was still the wait…

San Cristobal, Artemisa, has a rich history. Starting in the 1970s, culture in the town experienced an unprecedented boom. (11 photos)

Our house isn’t big; we quickly took stock. The electric stove, Dariel’s cell phone, a box of cigarettes, & 6 packs of fish food were missing

As the bus moved through the Sierra del Rosario, I couldn’t stop thinking about when the driver would lose control.

I’m afraid of the dawn, of repeating the same routine every day, and of staying stuck in the same place. I’m afraid when…

My daily life often lines up like a giant puzzle I can’t solve, even though I try. The pieces get lost, or some get confused with others…

I left the nostalgia behind. No political system or economic situation are going to rob me of the right to live today.