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The Cuban Dream

Since I grew up in a family torn apart by exile, from early on I’ve heard that emigrating is the only way to prosper without losing your soul.

When I lost my job, due to that position I had bet on and that didn’t work out, I had to start looking quickly.

A foreign friend expressed her apprehension before accepting a trip to Cuba as a tourist. It was a country she had never visited before,…

I’m getting ready for my last day as a dishwasher. Luckily, my schedule will be different starting the next week – a new position…

Everyone says being a mother is the most beautiful thing in the world, & I have no doubt that’s true. However, if you’re a mother in Cuba…

There’s an exact moment in the day when you feel like going out. The rituals that tie you down have run their course—at least for today…

When I arrived at the store where I was going to work, they added a new clause to the agreement we had made verbally just days earlier.

For a long, I’ve wanted to see a town in Holguin Province that’s called Cueto. A friend spoke very highly of a woman poet who lives there.

A friend of mine who had taken semiotics classes once told me that the first place our attention goes is to the upper right-hand corner.

Today I went out to walk my dogs and, for the second time in a few months, I came back without my sunglasses.