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Of Clay and Wonder

by Chérie Rivers Ndaliko

“He listened ravenously to our every answer, listened as if his life depended on it. And that, it turns out, is precisely the thing: it does.”

Like so many reckonings, mine began with a seemingly innocent question. “Mama,” he asked, “where are we from?”

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