Chronicle
Learning to lie in Cuba
It’s only a matter of time before Havana turns you into a liar
She’s beautiful, I thought as...
Chronicle
The Most Beautiful Ruins
It was raining. He asked me if I hadn't been to the ruins and I told him...
Chronicle
Atilio Pernisco and his ‘Transfixiones’
Once again, Atilio Pernisco confronts us with ourselves. But this time, his characters, shipwrecked on the brink...
Chronicle
Cuban Nothingness: Memoirs
“A snake will break up a hen-house quicker than anything.”
William Faulkner, As I lay dying
Monte Oscuro, Las...
Chronicle
Another Migrant Story
The driver ordered them to take their things and get into the car.
“They are waiting for us...
Chronicle
The Finlays, Another Form of Continuity
The five Finlays who string together this tale, three men and two women, are people born on the island of Cuba, but none of them has been strangers to New York City.
Chronicle
A Night of Reggaeton and ‘Caldosa’ in the Place Where Nothing Happens
It’s hard to tell who is who in the dark. Only a few colored lights occasionally light...
Chronicle
My Expulsion from Cuba, Twenty-Five Years Later
Introductory Note
We will, once again, say goodbye to each other.
Gastón Baquero
At my friend’s request, I am writing...
