Jacob Lawrence, "The Party," 1935
Jacob Lawrence, The Party (1935)
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January 28, 2010:

Food in the drawers. Rice biryani.

It was one of her drunken modes. Anger Queen: don't tread on me. Naturally you don't, but she'll act like you did. Haughty stare, superior, followed with a fistful of food, thrown and smeared and ground with filthy bare feet into furniture and floors and walls and ceilings.

In the morning without a word she'd police the house, cleaning, looking at her feet, ashamed.