Sensibly Insane

Darl was different from those others

He knew without words.


Addie Bundren is dead.

Furious tide of despair.


New Hope. 3 mi


Mournful water, circumscribed desolation.

Addie Bundren is dead.

I could smell it.


It was a buzzard

Now there are ten of them

There must have been a dozen.

She wants Him to hide her away.


The flames sound like thunder

Fire, save me

The barn is still red. Jewel got her out.


2 mi. Nine days.


Jewel got her out.

We got it filled and covered. Nine days.


Our brother Darl in a cage.

Laughing, laughing, laughing


Darl was different from those others

What a luckless man.



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