Conversation with a forty-two year old Autistic Haitian.

Hey you, ra. 

Oh, hello Izabel.

What are you doing?

Oh me? I'm here.

But what are you thinking about?

- I don't know. 

What do you mean you don't know, silly, if you're thinking.

But you see, friend.

These thoughts you're talking about are from my head,

And now, my heart is thinking.

You don't know what your heart is thinking?

My head knows the thoughts from the ground. 

But I'm speaking of my heart right now, 

And only God knows what we're talking about.