faithful watch-dog
I don't love this
faithful watch-dog
I don't love this
I propped myself and braced one arm across the doorway to bar him out, reckoning he would have manners enough to go on off.
Part of her defense here feels like an act of asserting agency as a Black Woman against whiteness. But it's also a defense of White Woman that runs parallel l to here public defense.support of Charlotte Osgood Mason
This world had no use for the love and friending that she was ever trying to give.
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A great abundance of almost straight hair only partially hidden by the high-knotted colored kerchief about her head.
I'm struck by how often hair is described this way in Hurston's novels (straight/loose curls) partially or rarely covered. I'm not sure what to do with this fact.
She could stand apart and look on calmly.
this sentence could in some ways be used to explain (parts of) Zora's position as an anthropologist
The clerk of the court took a good look at the tall brown-skinned woman with the head rag on. She sat on the third bench back with a husky officer beside her.
The setup of this reminds me of the courtroom scene in Their Eyes Were Watching God, where Janie is tried for killing her husband