Edwidge Danticat, a gentle soul

“There is always a place where, if you listen closely in the night, you will hear a mother telling a story and at the end of the tale, she will ask you this question: 'Ou libéré?' Are you free, my daughter?"

 My grandmother quickly pressed her fingers over my lips.

 "Now," she said, "you will know how to answer.” Edwidge Danticat, Breath, Eyes, Memory

Painting by Olusola Akinseye