MICRO By JANELLE BASSETT I spend a lot of time thinking about the nurse who wiped the blood off my legs after I gave birth. WIT TEA By JANELLE BASSETT So how ‘bout the next time you see your mother shaking and bending, keeping yet transcending time, and building toward a chorus, please feel free to take your visceral facial reaction and shove it into a book, or smash it against a digital screen.
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