growing up in the south

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Hands made of bronze steel braided at the knuckles with soot and rust  heels coated with a poultice of clay  night drenched skin 
My mother grew up in Stuttgart, Arkansas in the 1950’s and 60’s.  She always tells me stories of how life was back them.  I don’t think she knows how much I listen, how many times I have cried at the thought of having to live in fear and knowing I
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