haunted by flooding that erased your dirt roads and carried your little sister away
(they would not talk about it)
you kids grew and grew and learned of the nightmares of the town that once was home
(home is a dangerous place)
they could no longer be hidden

good men were murdered because they were feared
the past was changed because families were ashamed
and the hate lingered,
it lingered under their skin

[a playlist for the rural gothic formed in christ-fearing backwoods and the frightened kids borne of them]

full text: http://freshginseng.tumblr.com/post/141345356654/rural-hell-haunted-by-a-flood-that-erased-your

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