Madame Diamette in her warehouse in Cayes Jacmel before she begins her overnight journey from Marigot to Anse-a-Pitres in the Dominican Republic border,
Madame Saras sell their wares on the beach at Marigot in southern Haiti.
One of the many open top wooden cargo boats that's packed to the gills about to untie and make the overnight journey to Anse-a-Pitres some 50 miles down the coastline.
On board the cargo ships as they make their way down the southern coastline of Haiti. Space is hard to come by as this busy route of commerce is a cheap way to transport goods.
After an all night journey from Marigot, the weary Madame Saras stir and wait to be carried ashore where a long day of market trading lies ahead.
A Madame Sara is carried ashore to Anse-a-Pitre at the Dominican Republic border after a long night at sea.
Madame Saras unloading goods for sale and trade at the Dominican Republic border.
Madame Bibine, a longtime Madame Sara, makes her way from the beach on Anse-a-Pitres to the Mercado Fronterizo a mile away in the Dominican Republic.
Haitian traders on the right side of the border await to enter the Mercado Fronterizo, which opens at 9 am.
Madame Bibine, a longtime Madame Sara, waits outside the Mercado Fronterizo which opens at 9 am.
Madame Diamette drives a hard bargain in the Mercado Fronterizo, where she buys coconuts, bananas, and beans to be sold back in Cayes Jacmel, Haiti.
At the end of trading in Marcado Fronterizo, local Dominican women cook for the Haitian trading counterparts.
Madame Diamette drives a hard bargain in the Mercado Fronterizo, where she buys coconuts, bananas, and beans to be sold back in Cayes Jacmel, Haiti.
Madame Saras buying Dominican bananas for sale in Haiti.
Many local Haitian men are employed to not only carry many tons of produce back and forth from the boats, but also lift the Madame Saras across the water.
Madam Diamette checks her phone on the beach in Anse-A-Pitres in southern Haiti. After spending all day just inside the Mercado Fronterizo. Madam Diamette contacts her buyers near Cayes Jacmel to arrange her coconut deal for the next day.
A lone cargo boat moored in the moonlight off of Marigot, Haiti.
Madame Diamette waits on the beach to be carried into a wooden cargo boat for her overnight journey from Marigo t to Anse-a-Pitres in the Dominican Republic border,
How Women Trade Amid Tensions in Haiti
https://www.newyorker.com/business/currency/how-women-trade-amid-tensions-in-haiti
TEXT BY JELLY JOSH SHAPIRO for The New Yorker Magazine