Sunday, September 23, 2012

Matthew Lowe

The ground was damp. That odor of mud hung in the air. I watched as the coffin slipped into the ground. My son and wife by my side. My father in the box.
at 7:33 AM

1 comment:

  1. dontpanic2011September 23, 2012 at 10:56 PM

    I like the way you approached a fairly common theme for this one. It's sad and poignant at the same time.

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