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A poem for Red Twin

Arthur Davis, Friday, 16 March 2018 ~ Waiting Little ones murmur and squawk We mung on Vietnamese rolls The four women keep watch with their hands Hold her with their eyes There’s so much life in here Her breath Itchy head Is she in pain? No Wiggles on the iPad […]

On grief: returning to Tanzania

Before we left for Tanzania the first time, I wrote a series on risk. There were so many unknowns: how were we thinking about them? We know life in Tanzania a bit now. Things seem less risky. We are not fearful about returning to Tanzania. Instead, in this last month before […]