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The Tragic Problem of Repression in Cuba

“There is no better place than here” is a phrase that can be as dangerous and subversive as shouting “Down with communism!” on May Day…

When you see so many families selling their houses with everything inside, which is one of the most desolate ways of burning bridges…

A friend was telling me she felt like she was in an involuntary obstacle race: “Every day, the bar I have to jump gets higher!”

Mom’s visit to Delia, an old friend of hers, almost transported me back to my childhood, or to my daughter’s childhood.

Although we’ve been going backwards for years, I have to recognize that Cubans have always shown solidarity with each other.

You are present in every decision we make, a passive observer who judges or encourages without words.

I don’t have a computer now, so I decided to rely on the Joven Computer Club, which are state-run computer labs available for public use.

I have friends, born & raised here, who claim to have no pleasant memories of their lives before emigrating, which seems so strange to me…

From the moment I set foot in the United States, I felt like a blind man not knowing where to go or how to organize my immigration status.

Nalva persisted at the foot of the ceiba tree. The long-awaited transport to take her home was a hope diluted in the steam of the asphalt.