From the Tops of the Trees

From the Tops of the Trees — page 1
Ban Vinai Refugee Camp Thailand 1985 When the sun gets to the highest point in the sky the leaves of our favorite tree become a great umbrella of cool for my cousins and me to play under Hurry Mai throws a ball of rice onto the ground Yer races the chickens in the yard to get to it A bald rooster with black tail feathers beats her The look on her face is so sad and so hungry the fun disappears