Lien Estrada

I have a friend who’s a member of the Jehovah’s Witness congregation, although he follows their discipline more than he attends their services.

A woman, who later became my friend, recently informed me of her intention to sell me the medical books she has at home.

In the morning my aunt came back from the ration store with some products she’d bought for the day’s meal.

While heading back home from the dentist’s office, I decided to go by the center to get a few things done, like buying soap for example.

For a long, I’ve wanted to see a town in Holguin Province that’s called Cueto. A friend spoke very highly of a woman poet who lives there.

A friend of mine who had taken semiotics classes once told me that the first place our attention goes is to the upper right-hand corner.

The season has arrived for a fruit so cherished by Cuban women: the mango. We eat it in every way possible—juice, sweets, smoothies, raw.

A friend lent me the autobiographical book Nina Berberova, published by Circe in Spanish. The Italics Are Mine in English).

As a people, we must reclaim a sense of responsibility. Become aware of the power of our words and speak them as we believe we must…