Monday, January 30, 2012


The church was hot and stunk like lilies and pomade. Usses on the Right Side and Thems on the Left, just like at school, just like the cafeteria before Theo crossed that line to talk to Dolores.
     Afterwards, the Wylie brothers brooded in the dark kitchen, too guilty to switch on the light. Myron said to the floor. “Only fixin’ to scare him a little, then the damn fool went and broke his neck.”
     Sister sidled in, “Daddy just drove by the grave yard. Looks like some dogs has dug up Theo Dice. Nothing left but a big ol’ hole.”

Image: Hangman’s Tree from

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