And Yes I Said Yes I Will Yes.

I half wish to find a comfortable cave and live there for the whole of my existence but as that is an unlikely occurrence- I suppose I should join the rest of the human race and begin a blog. That doesn't mean I look down on any of you less. I am simply proving I can do it better. The Name is Olivia. I live the whole world wide. I like conspiracies, beautiful language, and things that give me leverage. Memento Mori: I'm ready for what's next.

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In Omnia Paratus   I'm Bland Looking. Like Rice.


Arkansas

In a lame summertime that never shrank and never grew,
I remember stepping into an old graveyard
Where my great-great-greats were laid;
Stillborn baby Sarah
And sister, daughter, wife, and friend Ruth Gardner.
Their names roughly carved and mossed over, hard to read.
Outside the old church in this boarded up town,
Empty and open and made of dust.

Notes

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