English Translations of Cubans Writing From the Island
I was walking down the street early in the day when the whispers and voices of a group of people coming my way surprised me. I discovered two police patrol cars in the next corner and I overheard the same group of people talking. I asked them what going on and they said the owner … Continue reading “Café con leche / Rosa María Rodríguez Torrado”
I was walking down the street early in the day when the whispers and voices of a group of people coming my way surprised me. I discovered two police patrol cars in the next corner and I overheard the same group of people talking. I asked them what going on and they said the owner … Continue reading “Café con leche”
The Cuban landscape remains clouded by uncertainty, principally due to measures undertaken by the government this year, so that their chicks learn to fly and make their own living. Most alarming to the people, is the elimination of ration quota. The President of the Council of State, in introducing the issue of ration card in … Continue reading “The Empire of Uncertainty / Laritza Diversent”
These are the Dog Days. With the fine and constant rain and the overcast sky the color of a gray mouse. Likewise, a freezing cold. We throw to one side in this January of the new year the postcards of brilliant sun that show us a happy, festive, and warm city. Since January 1st, the first … Continue reading “Cuba, Dog Time”
