skip to main
|
skip to sidebar
Sara's Blog
Sunday, May 23, 2010
Maternity Ward
It's too hot to close the
windows. Even if it weren't
the moaning scream symphony
as women stretch and push
miniature life into Haiti's wind
dust would shatter the glass.
Newer Post
Older Post
Home
Followers
Blog Archive
▼
2010
(34)
►
July
(6)
►
June
(15)
▼
May
(13)
To show you medicine in Haiti (through a peep hole)
Another Try
I couldn't do it
Warm Rain
My 6-Year Old Creole Instructor
Maternity Ward
Meci de rien.
Landing in Port-au-Prince
Deye Pwobem, Gen Pwobem
Sister
What Comes With An American?
The Question of Abortion
A Poem
About Me
Sara
I can never be the ocean, or even a wave, but I can be a raindrop into a still pond; I can make a little splash from which crests and troughs radiate
View my complete profile