Dead Flowers

Collaboration started by Christian and I about 4 1/2 years ago. I found it and we let our 2 year old daughter, Stella, help us finish it.

Poem by Christian Day
Background scribbles by Stella Day
Collage and drawing by Sarah Stevens

DEAD FLOWERS

Dead flowers in a jar, I think of you. Dead air on the radio, I think of you. Dead insects in the windowsill I think of you..My gate has rusted to the perfect orange. When it rains, that slow horrible drizzle, I see your eye, mimicking mustard gas, flashing scenes of hate and immortals...The flowers are still dead in the jar..You are out of film...And I continue to oxidize...

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