I wonder if I should wait. Wait for everything to calm down.
For the quietness to set in again.
For the road to be less tortuous.
Maybe one day.
Unable to go back to Haiti.
I went to encounter the landscapes of Saint Lucia and Dominica.
I had a vague memory of similarities.
I stared at the landscapes and mainly at the sea.
For days.
Then I walked to a mountain.
Halfway up, I looked back at Nellie, the producer who was with me.
I didn't have the strength to continue.
I went back home.
I went in circles for months.
Looking for a film to finish.
To start.
Miryam Charles
