Showing posts with label Comparisons. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Comparisons. Show all posts

Wednesday, 20 January 2010

Ruins

Going down to school we must waslk past this ruined house. Watching carefully inside one can still feel the inhabitants' presence, their small pieces of furniture, the spaces for rooms. You said once that your new house didn't want you there. Is it true that ruins get soaked with people's trace?
What may Haiti citizens be feeling when watching what remains of their houses?