Pedro Pablo Morejon

He-who-shall-not-be-named is one of the most powerful men in this country. He is a member of the oligarchy that governs Cuba…

I am disgusted, angry and feel helpless. Lots of emotions have been running through me, recently. Let me tell you why…

Somebody once said we are oblivion. I don’t exactly know where I heard it, but it’s true, we are oblivion.

If this is true, the country will soon be in better shape to come out of this calamity and tackle the challenges of a disastrous economy…

I know, I’m being biased. But that’s what love is: it’s visceral, schizophrenic, it doesn’t pay heed to reason.

Two realities coexist in Cuba: The virtual, fake Cuba, and the one ordinary people suffer day in and day out to get their daily bread.

Mandy was (is) a man with light eyes and attractive features. He was about 20 years old back then, and he had a life mission: Leave Cuba.

You’d think it was a joke, but it was serious. The government surprises us every day. It’s the apotheosis of evil, insolence and ridicule.

It was approximately 2 PM on July 11th. I was in the fields, suffering one of those regular blackouts when my phone rang.

When will mass vaccinations begin? It’s a question that is on everybody’s lips nowadays here in Pinar del Rio, and nobody knows the answer.