Henry Malone
Henry Malone
Kill Grey
In Detroit, the skies are the color of lead most of the time, a sordid color that sweeps everything else along like a dynamo.
On these bleak days, all the houses are grey, the ground is grey, the buildings are grey, and for those who live in such a purgatory it is likely that the heart will also look very grey indeed. The physical environment, the very atmosphere, seems to invite leaden thoughts.
Dec 17, 2022 Read the whole text...