Saturday, June 25, 2011

And so it goes

Yes, yes, just about the time everything's coming up black-eyed susans and stargazer lilys something so horrific happens that you can't even put it into words. And when speaking becomes impossible, what's left to do but fold over and into and out of again until either another spring blooms over mountains of graves or you throw yourself to the mouth of the beast.

The nice thing about my walls, I suppose, is that they don't offer pity, only heart.

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