chicago

when I worked in Haiti two years ago, he was my boy, the one I loved. we took long morning walks through the mountains every day and fell asleep in the wicker rocking chairs after lunch. he taught me all the creole I know. it was beyond beautiful to see him again. he's been home eleven months now with his patient and loving mother. I had the chance to photograph the two of them exploring the city together and it was such a gift.