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The Government Lackey on My Block

I’ve never seen her face, although she lives right on my block. I’ve seen the taxi she gets around in & the pick-up truck with tinted windows.

I passed by an old sick man’s house. He brought up the elections. He told me he wouldn’t have gone to the polling place but had no way out…

“God tightens the noose but doesn’t strangle you,” keeps coming to my mind and he’s really going at it, especially in this medical superpower

I grew up in rural Cuba, my father was a vet, my mother a housewife, without friends or acquaintances to influence my love for art.

I didn’t understand why they were so determined not to want to help me? It’s their job, but in Cuba few people want to do their job well.

A fair like any other, where books – the fake star of these events – was cast to the back of our collective consciousness, like it always has.

I haven’t written for a weeks now about the adventures of being Cuban in Cuba. I want to apologize to the people who follow my diary entries…

There are aspects that I do not want to fail to mention, one of them is the way in which the number of femicides has grown lately in Cuba.

You need to be obedient and go unnoticed to make the most of the few opportunities the system gives you, in the state-led or private sector.

“The country is making progress and that hurts them”, or “better is possible”, are some slogans the Government is pushing in its fake press”