Hammer Through Daisies

Irony allows us to grasp the nebulae of death or time or memory and examine them as things, briefly, because irony is a posture toward existence that grants the bizarre possibility that things like flowers could stand in the place of gigantic death.

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Before

We had nothing to do but break onto the golf course at night and know nothing about the constellations. When I saw you, high in the supermarket, two summers after moving away, we had nothing to say. I was so young

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Still Life with Blinging Emergency Door

Seamus Haney + Kanye West

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Red Shirt

A poem by Elizabeth McMunn-Tetangco

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The Alarm

A poem by Donald Illich

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Aggressive

A poem by Cheryl Snell

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