I Think It's Hard For An Outsider

After Writing Fiction For So Long, I Like The Discovery Element Of Nonfiction, In The Sense That When You Find The Right Information, It Feels Like Gold.

I Come From A Place Where Breath, Eyes, And Memory Are One, A Place From Which You Carry Your Past Like A Hair On Your Head. Where Women Return To Their Children As Butterflies Or As Tears In The Eyes Of The Statues That Their Daughters Pray To

To Start With, For Example This Year, 2004, Is The Bicentennial Of Haitian Independence.

...women, Brave As Stars At Dawn

I Think We All Wear Some Kind Of Mask. There Are Masks That Shield Us From Others, But There Are Masks That Embolden Us, And You See That In Carnival. The Shiest Child Puts On A Mask And Can Do Anything And Be Anybody.