Hopperesque

Hopperesque

Monday 22 October 2018

Bleeding Every Night


But we'd been together for five years or more, and a new man just didn't play somehow. We were this one solid thing, like a unit, and somebody had cut off a piece of us and we couldn't grow the piece back so we just tried to get along anyway, bleeding every night, bleeding from that wound.

excerpt from
Charles Beaumont
Black Country
1954

image
Beuford Smith

No comments:

Post a Comment