Mrs. Fisher

She ain't gon' hear nuttin 'bout dim kids no mo'.
"You's gotsta get yoself right wit God befo' you even tell me 'bout dim kids."
She lives in a town on the Mississippi delta, down south. Population 365.
She's seen the best and the worst of white and black folks since 1921.
She'd like to have a bigger social security check, but dim kids keep spendin' it all.
She hates it when her grandson calls his brother and friends "niggah."
She wonders what she was fighting for all those years.