Diaries

13th Street of Holguín, Cuba

Before leaving for the United States through the lottery in 1998, my father lived on 13th Street in the San Fiel neighborhood of Holguin.

We Have to Wish Each Other Luck

I’m at my bookstand, selling. A friend comes by to say hello, and at that exact moment a customer asks me to reach a book for him.

When Everything is Scarce…

This is what it feels like to live a miserable life, even if you’re a resourceful individual with certain skills.