Generations

In Gayl Jones’ Corregidora, the baby daughter born some decades after the Civil War hears of unspeakable intimate transgressions suffered by her great-grandmother and grandmother and mother - and yet nowhere recorded. This girl who bears witness to their courage sings of their shadows and of her own truths of womanhood in her beautiful Blues voice. Her sudden fall involving a staircase and a falling-out with her husband outside Happy’s Cafe opens the first act. She has insane resolve. We draw to her side.

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