She Did My Hair Outside, The Wash a Tent Around Us
Issue #50
Winter 1989
Right over left, left over right, Mama disciplines braids. The Hair Rep melting on her fingers irrigates my corn rows. She sings don't let this harvest pass you by. I struggle to stay a child but I hear her. I'm...
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