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Thirty Percent

Nadia Osei

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The forecast gives it seventyand my mother brings the washing in.I say: there's a thirty.She says: someone has to be the thirty.

She has been the thirty before.She has the passport to prove it,the language she kept, the daughterstanding in a kitchen that existsarguing with her about percentages.

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