Jacob Lawrence, "The Party," 1935
Jacob Lawrence, The Party (1935)
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November 17, 2007:

Parking lot, convenience store, head back in the driver's seat, urine-soaked, thick snotty drool in a string from lip to shoulder, cigarette butts and vomit on the pavement, eyes closed, makeup smeared.

My love, my darling, my sweet baby girl.

Why can I not protect you?