pickIn Memorial Drive, Trethewey documents a portrait of her mother, herself, and how her mother‘s death was at once about loss of life, love, violence, race relations, and what it means to live at those intersections. And then I went online to listen to Natasha Trethewey Read her poem, “Letter to Inmate #271847"
Poetry is powerful and so is this memoir.
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