While Life Slips Away
In a dysfunctional environment that cultivates paranoia, anyone can seem like an accomplice of the enemy.
Read MoreIn a dysfunctional environment that cultivates paranoia, anyone can seem like an accomplice of the enemy.
Read MoreLately, I think a lot about quantities. A bit of rice falls on the floor and I wonder: if I gather it up, could it fill a bird’s stomach?
Read MoreDreams are like seeds that germinate silently, in the dark. We don’t know which ones will reach the surface and break into reality.
Read MoreWinter is leaving us in Cuba, and once again, the illusion of a noticeable change in seasons. That idea of what real cold is like…
Read MoreThe present in Cuba, unclassifiable by any euphemism, is without a doubt the harshest times we’ve gone through on this island.
Read MoreIt’s curious how, on that day, even the most skeptical throughout the old year feel that December 31st represents the threshold of change.
Read More“Do you want to eat, or do you want to buy the jeans?” I overheard a woman ask her teenage son. What a difficult choice!
Read MoreLately, I’m feeling nostalgia for so many things. Almost any time from the past seems better to me than now.
Read MoreThere was a knock at the door, I opened it, and was surprised to see a young man with a yellow postal package.
Read MoreA friend was telling me she felt like she was in an involuntary obstacle race: “Every day, the bar I have to jump gets higher!”
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