“The body of a baby that didn't pull through lies in a hospital incubator, awaiting burial. She was born two months premature because her mother was so exhausted.
Too soon for her parents to even name her. Her tiny body is now wrapped in a green shroud.
Another struggles for each breath, the bones of her exposed rib cage heave up and down with the little strength she has to keep living. Their nappies dwarf their skeletal bodies.”