Girl Spinner in Carolina Cotton Mill,1909
Issue #45
Spring 1988
after Lewis Hine Maybe her crossed black and white eyes wept, as each acceleration of the immense cotton lyre deafened her. Maybe the voice and face of Jesus comforted her breathing, in the mill's fire- inhibiting drenched air. What's clear...
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