Here, we call pain
pleasurable, as if an apocalypse
can be sequined with joy—
as if it’s okay to marvel at the beautiful
cloud of the atom bomb in photos,
at a hell we cannot know until
it owns us.
Stevie Edwards, from “Fabulousness” (Vinyl 7)

(Source: vinylpoetry.com)

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