Royal blue floral patterns painted in tight rings on bone white china plates on red and white checkered tartan table covers. White wild flowers growing randomly in the dark green grass of the lawn. Clouds drift happy and high in the smooth light blue ocean of sky above the dark brick fronted home. A bicycle sits on its side in the blue/gray gravel driveway, its kickstand never used, its front wheel still spinning. It would be bucolic if not for the lifetime of bloodshed. It would be barncore ******* beautiful if you could ignore all the screaming.