Aunt Sara:
The steady stream of the piano melts into our first woman’s monologue. She’s got a story as old as her bones. She aches but fills herself with love for every child that she ever comes across. With her black skin, long arms, and woolly hair, she professes that her strong back is “strong enough to take the pain inflicted again and again.” She’s a warrior for every Black woman who is forced to live life struggling to feed her family, raise her children, and lift up the burdens of an entire race of people.
