Jericho Brown - Detailing the nape lyrics

It's our first summer at grandmother house, and after our showers, she inspects the dark condition of my sisters neck, declaring it fifthly. You're not cleaning right. We've got to get the dirt off you. I peek through a cracked door as she and my sister wait over the tub until running water grows hot enough to k** bacteria. My sister kneels under the rush, a sinner prepared for baptism, while grandmother scrubs as religiously as she scours the toilet each Saturday. Grandmother takes a break to wring and squeeze the towel free of water, soap, and a bricklike, muddy dirt. Child, all that noise isn't necessary. If you could see this nastiness, you'd be thanking me. Seeing my sister's distress, I open the door wide. M'dea, I think that's blood. Grandmother quiets and bandages my sister well.I'm sorry, baby I didn't know you were that black