The Trauma of Loving a Smart Black Woman

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My mother is going to die, and she’s not going to want me to save her.

That’s my fear, anyway.

As a kid, my mother seemed immortal. She was a genius and a doctor and a guardian angel all at once. She had the solution for every scraped knee…

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