I found The Care and Feeding of Ravenously Hungry
Girls by Anissa Gray while browsing in my local library. Lost in the stacks, searching for a few gems
to devour while on vacation from work, it’s title and colorful, flowery cover
caught my eye. The first line, “You do
a lot of thinking in jail,” captured my attention. As I read on, Gray’s eloquent, poetry-like
prose captured my heart.
The
story of a family’s unravelling when a mother and father-Althea and Proctor
Cochran, are both sent to jail for fraud, Gray paints a portrait of what
sociologists have been telling us for years-that when a person is incarcerated,
their family members do the time with them.
This is especially true in this story because the Cochrans’ stole from
the local community in the name of charity.
As the saying goes about the sins of fathers, so the Cochran twins-Kim and Baby Vi, suffer
through the brunt of taunting and ostracism from a town angry at their parents’
betrayal. The twins respond in opposing
ways. Baby Vi, small and quiet, folds
into herself and keeps her head down, seemingly trying to disappear. Kim, large and defiant, lashes out, getting
into trouble at school, missing curfew, and just generally making as many waves
as possible. Ironically, Kim is the one who
made the phone call to police that started the fraud investigation and the
reason that she called is slowly revealed throughout the novel. Althea’s narrative is told in first person
as she navigates life in confinement and confronts uncomfortable truths about
herself. The point of view switches
between Althea and her sisters, Lillian and Viola, and the letters that Proctor
to sends to Althea. As the story progresses more is revealed about
broken family dynamics and painful family secrets.
Anissa Gray is an award winning journalist, having won both Emmy and duPont awards for her work with CNN. A graduate of Western Michigan University and New York University with a Master's degree in English, she currently lives in Atlanta with her wife. She can be found at www.anissagray.com.
As a reader, it is easy to assume that the girls referred to in the title are the twins, Kim and Baby Vi. While they are obviously in need of care, having essentially been orphaned by the criminal justice system, you come to realize that all of the women in the novel are in need of care and feeding of some kind. Althea, who was thrust into the role of matriarch when her mother passed when she was only twelve, resents the fact that she has always had to be the strong one. Her resentment is so strong that it blinds her to how she treats her family, especially Kim. "It had to be tough love with her, which is what Proctor doesn't understand. I was tough because life is tough.....But Proctor wanted to be a buddy, a friend, and , obviously, their favorite....I'm the one who always had to do what needed to be done." It takes a near tragedy for her to finally be able to completely face down the reflection in the mirror and begin to heal. Viola relapses into a cycle of binging and purging (the book should probably have a trigger warning because of graphic depictions of her bulimia) while trying to maintain a steadily crumbling facade of having it all together. Lillian does everything she can to mute the pain of past abuse, and in the process, has muted herself and her voice. As a black woman, this novel spoke to me on a deeply personal level as I identified with the characters. While we may not all share the same trials, we share what so many black women do, and that is the struggle to make a place for ourselves and have our voices heard in a world that tries to silence and minimize our existence. We are all in need of care and feeding of one kind or another, despite the strength that we show the world. As Althea's mother explained to her, " 'boys and men are earth and stone....but you girls, us women, we're water. We can wear away earth and stone, if it comes to it.' " Even the mightiest river can dry up, if not continuously nourished at the source however. We need care and feeding of our souls, in order to find the inner strength necessary to sustain our source and flow through a harsh world, leaving our marks like water carving out canyons, inch by inch.
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