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Her Hands Go First

In a sandstone room lit by a small window, an elderly woman in a dark shawl fastens a gold pin on the oxblood, maize-patterned Basotho blanket around her grandson’s shoulders while he looks down at her hands.

I could fasten it myself. I let her.

The Shine Holds

A young woman in a plum bazin dress sits on a low stool in a dim cement room, her hand resting on her knee, an oil lamp glowing on the floor beside her and a dusk street lit beyond the doorway behind her.

Someone beat this cloth with wooden mallets until it shone. Tonight I just sit in it.

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