Jacob Lawrence, "The Migration of the Negro No. 21," 1941
Jacob Lawrence, The Migration of the Negro No. 21. Families arrives at the station very early in order not to miss their train North. (1941)
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February 19, 2003:

Two steps into your lovely clifftop apartment and it rings inside your heart like the slam of a prison door. That the miles you've flown measure your loneliness. That the raging green deep measures your failure. That the whine of seawind through cracked windows voices your heartbreak.

When the train, it left the station, with two lights on behind
When the train, it left the station, with two lights on behind
Well, the blue light was my blues, and the red light was my mind
All my love's in vain

--Robert Johnson
June 20, 1937
Dallas, Texas