Mèt Kaka a ranmase Kaka l’*: Incoherent Thoughts about My Shithole D’Amour

Whosever shit it is, pick your shit upBeing Haitian-American often feels like what I imagine to be the existence of a child living in an abusive household. She witnesses one parent destroy the other, time and time again, creating pathologies that it would take lifetimes to understand, let alone heal from. But shelter is still …