My mother jitters as she speaks of Texas Women's Death Row. As she contiuously pours the silver liquid in her gold lined shot glass. She pours the fizzy water into the glass and shoots small sips into the warm pink lining of her mouth. She shows me pictures of the womens family she interviewed, the lesbian murders and the aunts with crunchy hair and honest eyes and teeth. A silence hushes the room and she changes the subject.
8.02.2008
My mother jitters as she speaks of Texas Women's Death Row. As she contiuously pours the silver liquid in her gold lined shot glass. She pours the fizzy water into the glass and shoots small sips into the warm pink lining of her mouth. She shows me pictures of the womens family she interviewed, the lesbian murders and the aunts with crunchy hair and honest eyes and teeth. A silence hushes the room and she changes the subject.
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