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The sky is too big
As if it expanded to hold
The years of memories
I left behind
Packed into boxes
As brown as the land
Under a sky too big
The sky is too big
As if it expanded to hold
The years of memories
I left behind
Packed into boxes
As brown as the land
Under a sky too big
West Point Indiana July 30 1908 Hello Floyd, Ossie is going Sun instead of Ruthy. Ruth is going to have court & (any?) and can't go. She is just sick about it. Hope everything will be so we can go. Hot as can be today. -Ethel Mr. Floyd
There's a thing I think some folks don't get about the horror genre. There's a point to it beyond the blood and gore and existential dread. Well several points, actually.
A couple years ago I started developing a card game to use some of the more than 15,000 photos I’ve taken of my cat Norman. I’ve finally finished it and have put it up on Kickstarter to share it with the world. I‘ll be posting updates