This is a poem written by my very talented friend and fellow 'do-gooder' (her words!), Sarah Clancy, in response to my blogging on Haiti.
The trouble with travel
Alice never quite adjusted
to just shiny glass reflections
after,
worse her mirror malfunctioned
showing someone she wasn't
anymore
food she'd liked before was tastless
she found her own culture somehow
lacking
most concerning though, returning
was an option she explored in
depth
she found it oddly changed there
too.
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