
You'd need to read Caged Bird to know that she was living with her mother in St Louis at the time and the rapist was her mother's live-in boyfriend. In Mom & Me & Mom Angelou lives with her grandmother from the ages of three to 13, save for "one horrific visit to St Louis" where she tells us she was raped and the rapist killed. If we accept that this isn't humanly possible, it begs the question, when does autobiography become autobiographical fiction? This is further complicated when Angelou not only revisits earlier stories but, on occasion, contradicts them. Angelou's autobiographies, which are sold as her true life story, have always reproduced lengthy conversations verbatim, and in the case of this new memoir, from up to 70 years ago.


Unfortunately, this is a slight, anecdotal and badly edited book that rehashes stories from previous memoirs.

Mom & Me & Mom is Angelou's memoir about her mother, Vivian Baxter, who ran a boarding house in San Francisco and casinos in Alaska.
