Before all the little mean things she told me gathered and lodged like grit in a skinned knee.ġ3-year-old boy Jojo, his baby sister Kayla and his mother Leonie, plus her friend begin a journey to pick up Michael, the father of the children, up from the prison he’s been in for the last few years in rural Mississippi where the author Jesmyn Ward herself lives. Before she started snorting crushed pills. That was when there was more good than bad, when she’d push me on the swing Pop hung from one of the pecan trees in the front yard, or when she’d sit next to me on the sofa and watch TV with me, rubbing my head. What an exact look at family dynamics in poor, addicted, lonely, deprived conditions where human souls conflict since their pain allows them no way out other than hurting the other, or caring for another.īack when I was younger, back when I still called Leonie Mama, she told me flies eat shit. Sing, Unburied, Sing (2017): what a hurricane of a read.
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