The fact that Joe is not safe from white violence even in Harlem speaks, upsettingly, to the unavoidable nature of white bigotry. Interestingly, while Joe notes Violet’s longing for a child as one of the things that creates distance between them, he seems more preoccupied with his own constant invention and reinvention as the source of their divide. Like jazz as a musical genre, Joe seems to be making himself up all the time, a process that once felt invigorating but now exhausts him.