How I Spent My Christmas
Midnight came along with the alcohol we drank and Chacho’s stories, we wished each other well for baby Jesus’ birth and went to sleep…
Midnight came along with the alcohol we drank and Chacho’s stories, we wished each other well for baby Jesus’ birth and went to sleep…
The remedy they’ve always sought is to take advantage of geopolitical conflicts and allow themselves to be used for limited life support.
I can’t make excuses or victimize myself, victims never win. I’m a man, only worth the few grains of rice I’m able to contribute to the world.
This isn’t happening only in Pinar del Rio. News of such attacks, murders & robberies arrive from all over the island via alternative media.
This idol is a kind of divine hybrid here in Cuba, the result of religious syncretism that many Cubans have been practicing for centuries…
I remember an image from my youth. I see my sister and me, looking for dry branches in the flower beds to put together a Christmas tree.
Despite the candid humor that the young ones tried to offer the adults, a different symphony was playing for us. This was a farewell party.
Being sad is a natural state, something that comes over you all of a sudden and you can’t stop it. I’ve been sad since last week…
Hermes Hernandez Santana, 70, spent his entire life working the land on his farm in the Songo La Maya municipality, in Santiago de Cuba.
People were making ironic jokes & mocking the triviality of the elections like never before, even after voting or on their way to do so.