A trader selling herbal medicine, her beautiful children, and a trail of empty cribs. +++ A DAY FROM TOWN, BY A MUDDY BANK Auntie Sa is breaking camp. Her four daughters douse the fire pit; her two sons load fist-sized jars and child-sized urns onto handcarts. Her youngest boy sits on a log. Auntie Sa towels his head dry. He sits hunched, staring into space, arms pressed to his chest like a rat, like an insect. + AUNTIE SA’S MIRACLE MIX Auntie Sa sells medicine, not pottery—jars of paste ...
