Sister of Eve
By Soncirey Mitchell Reader Staff Nana made our clothes until her hands couldn’t hold the thread. She dedicated her downstairs living room to the craft: pins and needles scattered across three tables, streams of...
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The divine mother and the anxious daughter
By Soncirey Mitchell Reader Staff My first official religious service, outside of weddings and funerals, was my high school baccalaureate. Dressed in my devil-red graduation robe, I sat in the dark theater, waiting for...
