Poverty had exhausted my mother. The compounded concern of day to day debt mixed with the orchestrated occupational oppression of Black people in Pittsburgh made her circumstances appear inescapable. She struggled to cope with an adulthood she found fundamentally unfulfilling. Adding the pressures of parenting to the situation only intensified her irritation. We were a constant reminder of life’s limitations, financial, physical and otherwise.

Of Mothers ’ Daughters explores the matrilineal bond, exposing the forced evolution of women into well-makers, and how it strips mothers of the right to be wrong. Of Mothers ’ Daughters lifts the veil from our vow to perfection, fearlessly wading through the woes of womanhood from birth to birth.