The giant of Illinois died from a blister on his toe after walking all day in the first winter's snow. Throwing bits of stale bread to the last speckled doves, he never even felt his shoe full of blood. Delirious with pain, his bedroom walls began to glow and he felt himself soaring up through falling snow. And the sky was a woman's arms. A boy with a club foot had sat next to him in school. Once upon a summer's day they went wandering through the woods. They spotted a sleeping swan on the banks of a muddy stream and they stormed it with rocks till it collapsed in the reeds. They lay out on a green lawn full of chocolate and lemonade, but under the blue bowl the giant was afraid because the sky was a woman's arms. _The Handsome Family {Image: Tim Schade.} |





great featured deviation
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wrap my eyes in bandages
confessions i see through
i get everything i want
when i get part of you
cries to self....
keeps the good times a rollins!
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"There are no atheists in foxholes" isn't an argument against atheism, it's an argument against foxholes. ~James Morrow
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