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I sweat like iced tea in August

Her face has gone flat white, like cheap wall-paint.

Miss Celia’s voice is chipper, like she’s peddling something on the tee-vee.

The name comes out flat, bitter as a bad pecan.

“I tell you, you make the best colored coffee in town

The boys playing ball clear the street, stand on the side frozen, like it’s a funeral car passing by.

Louvenia, she is the purest, kindest person they is.

we giggle like a couple a schoolgirls.

lemme take her in the store with me.

“Guess what Mae Mobley done today?”