Alissa Edjacin
Photography and Poem By Sara Kampsen
To be a child, to be free To have no ties, running in the street The sun beating down Locking the door, so nobody can see Sipping the last Joumou from the bowl Plantain on the side and family to hold Returning to the town All effort to fulfill her goal A constant kindness she can outpour Where she goes, calling you amor Never afraid to be loud A wish, a dream, a need to explore Seeing the flowers of bright fuchsia God sent her here just for us It could be so profound The dance of life to the beat of Kompa