Horse Racing by Moonlight
Well, just as I was about to fall asleep, a noise broke my trance. A cry of joy as if it were 3 p.m. during Carnival.
Well, just as I was about to fall asleep, a noise broke my trance. A cry of joy as if it were 3 p.m. during Carnival.
It’s getting dark, Ilda is sitting in her usual chair. The one she sat in to cradle each of her children and then her grandson.
The referendum was held on Sept. 25th. The controversial legal issues in it divided Cuban society a great deal more than any other issue.
There are long lines in Havana outside movie theaters, which is unusual to see during this time of shortages, pandemic, and other demons.
My daughter loves to dance. However, the geographical fatality of living in the countryside complicates matters.
After waiting an hour and a half for the bus, I give in and began to walk to 60th and 11th Streets, in the distant Playa municipality.
Our angel escaped from us, our guide, the light that brought us hope because he never let Life’s trials and tribulations get him down.
Like a total Messiah, giver of last-minute favors and miracles, the president laughs at the Venezuelan teachers.
During this time of hardship on the island, mothers are suffering a lot more than they did in previous years.
As always, it’s the US Empire’s fault. According to the government, it is the Empire that is encouraging the protests, while they blockade us.