Sunday, April 02, 2006

5 of 210 : Dorothy

My grandmother’s breasts were so pendulous that she’d rest them on her shoulders to wash under them, my mother says. In her last years, my loving Nana thought that television announcers were talking directly to her, and feared that black men were waiting outside on the lawn to abduct her.


At Sunday, April 02, 2006 10:42:00 AM, Blogger Indigo Bunting said...

An amazing portrait.


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