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“Epidemiologically this area is terrifying”
La Saline—the giant slum
on a sun-soaked shit-soaked morning
as the children filled their buckets
from a makeshift well. The pigs
scavenged while a rat watched
all. Why bother to hide?
La Saline: somewhere nearby
the assaulted salted sea.
Days later, the last light high
in the Central Plateau so far so
bone-crushed by the road (I’d
argued against going), Saut d’Eau.
They filled the benches
and told us of death upon death.
A man who’d lost his son:
“I am a bird left without
a branch to land on.”
