An Ojibwe Writer Refuses to Let Her Mother’s Trauma Be in Vain
Alone as a child tucked in at night, Mary Annette Pember had visions. “Strings of lights, rather like phosphorescent snakes,”
Mary Annette
Alone as a child tucked in at night, Mary Annette Pember had visions. “Strings of lights, rather like phosphorescent snakes,”