The prettily named village of Marceline is 30 minutes’ drive north of Les Cayes.
Before the earthquake hit it had two churches – Catholic and Baptist – a medical centre, a school and a voodoo community centre.
A tarmac road runs through the village, and off that tight paths cross banana trees, meandering by cinder block houses.
The town we arrive in is unrecognisable.
The drive up to Marceline is marked by landslides, and huge fissures in the road. The driver at times slows the car to a stop so he can negotiate the cracks.
The town of Les Cayes was badly affected by the magnitude 7.2 earthquake on 14 August. Perhaps one in six buildings collapsed.
Here it’s hard to find a house that is standing.
Kelly Phildor was a 15-year-old boy who was preparing for a new school term.
He was cheeky and full of life. His nickname was Kelly Forever, and he had scrawled that moniker on to his shirt.
“I didn’t realise his life would be so short,” his mother, Marie Rose, says.
Kelly had woken up early, and had left his home on Saturday morning. But his phone needed charging so he decided to return.
When the quake hit, a wall made of chunks of heavy cement and rock fell on top of him. It broke both of his legs and his skull. He didn’t stand a chance.
“I don’t know what to do. I have his shirt wrapped around my waist to give me strength,” Marie Rose says.
Source: BBC News