Hypnerotomachia Poliphili (Drafts) · Track 99 · middle
The Jump and the Jazz Record (Bessie Coleman)
The Jump and the Jazz Record — Bessie Coleman
Lyrics
[Verse 1] You were a manicurist on the South Side and you wanted to fly and the flying schools in America looked at you and saw a Black woman from Texas who did nails and said no in the way America said no to that sentence in nineteen nineteen and the no tasted like the dry acetone bite of a polish remover on a cuticle that was never the point. So you learned French because the runway in France did not care what language the no had been said in. [Verse 2] You crossed the Atlantic with your French textbook and your savings from the salon and a man in Le Crotoy taught you to fly a Nieuport and you flew it the way a body flies a war plane when the war plane is the first thing in its life that has not asked it to be smaller and the vestibular system of a woman in an open cockpit at two thousand feet for the first time does not send a warning. It sends a correction. *This is the altitude you were calibrated for.* [Chorus] You barnstormed. Loops and figure eights and parachute jumps at county fairs and the crowds saw the lady daredevil and went home different and could not quite say why because the why had the bright kerosene smell of a sentence rewriting itself in front of an audience that had come for the trick and stayed for the sentence. [Outro] The plane went down in Jacksonville because nobody would sell you a new one and the old Jenny failed the way old Jennys fail and the sky did not. The sky never said no. The runway was the problem. The sky was yours the whole time. ---