Inkstained

Circa 1909 [Gold Leaf God] by republicofthebees

“Every time you sigh, a flower dies.” “Nuh-uh.” “You wanna be a flower killer? Go right on ahead. Keep poutin’. I’m tellin’ ya, darlin, that wind blown outta your mouth ...

Published June 21, 2013, 3:06 a.m. 3
Keppler Farm 1928 [Excerpt from Gold Leaf God] by republicofthebees

“Boy—it’s all that sin you been bathin’ in that’s makin’ your mouth taste somthin’ awful.” Liam paused his brushing and turned. With what appeared to be great concentration, he studied ...

Published June 21, 2013, 3:08 a.m. 1
Pike County, Indiana '98 by republicofthebees

a wide flat dusty road becomes asoup of hydrogen, carbonas engines are left to rot there are truths scratched in the dirt.empty crossings on corners speak oftransportation for the deadold ...

Published May 8, 2013, 8:09 a.m. 4