... in the commissary as it should have been, not the heart perhaps but certainly the solar-plexus of the repudiated and relinquished: the square, galleried, wooden building squatting like a portent above the fields whose laborers it still held in thrall '65 or no and placarded over with advertisements for snuff and cures for chills and salves and potions manufactured and sold by white men to bleach the pigment and straighten the hair of negroes that they might resemble the very race which for two hundred years had held them in bondage and from which for another hundred years not even a bloody civil war would have set them completely free.


The Bear section 4 (p. 244) - Go Down, Moses (1942)


In the commissary as it should have been, not the heart perhaps but certainly the solar-plexus of the repudiated and relinquished: the square,...

In the commissary as it should have been, not the heart perhaps but certainly the solar-plexus of the repudiated and relinquished: the square,...

In the commissary as it should have been, not the heart perhaps but certainly the solar-plexus of the repudiated and relinquished: the square,...

In the commissary as it should have been, not the heart perhaps but certainly the solar-plexus of the repudiated and relinquished: the square,...