When I was little Mami was my hero. Because she barely spoke English and wasn’t born here, but she didn’t let that stop her from defending herself if she got cut in line at the grocery store, or from fighting to get Twin into a genius school. Because I’ve never seen her ask my father for money or complain about her job. Because her hands will be scraped raw from work but she still folds them to pray. When I was little Mami was my hero. But then I grew breasts and although she was always extra hard on me, her attention became something else, like she wanted to turn me into the nun she could
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