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Sensitive content: racial relations; gay male sex; colorism “Mama, you want some water?” Florence asked her mother, Miss Mamie, who was sprawled across a queen-sized bed. Florence was Miss Mamie’s oldest daughter, and her voice was deep and husky, like a man’s. “No,” Miss Mamie said. “I don’t want no water. What I want is for you to leave me alone. Always bothering me with something or another.” Miss Mamie looked at her daughter as if she had never seen her before. Florence was a huge woman with a big, plain face that looked like neither he...
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Sensitive theme: Incest Joanne was too busy dying for Monica to bother her with this. She had already picked out her casket, the music for the funeral service, and the church where she wanted it to take place. And the pallbearers too. Monica couldn't believe it. Joanne had picked her own pallbearers. She wrote down several names on pieces of paper, put them in a hat, and pulled out six. Monica couldn't talk to Samantha about it either. Samantha was too busy planning her wedding. She had a church picked out too, the music, but instead of a ...
Sensitive theme; same sex romance The Righteous Skies The image haunted Calvin more than any ghost could. Watching his wife with her face between the white woman’s breasts, kissing them before moving her face further down the woman’s body. That was more than any man—at least this man could take. He had heard other men say that they enjoyed something like this--two women together. But this woman, this white woman who had been the dead doctor’s wife-paralyzed from the neck down- was as close to being a corpse as any living person could be.And ...
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