Visual Poetry by AllisonJoyful & POST WOOK

Life After Death

Art reflects life: post mortem is a snapshot of the COVID-19 experience, chronicling the symptoms, the mundane monotony of isolation, and one woman's journey through immense loss juxtaposed with unfathomable joy. 

This collection is a time capsule of the pandemic that claimed 6.28 million souls, including the writer's father. It is an offering to facilitate collective processing of shared trauma. Together, we emerge stronger, more resilient, more focused on the world we want to inhabit. 

1/1 NFTs are minted to the $pmrtm ETH smart contract. Limited editions are available on ExchangeArt (SOL). As a cross-chain project, post mortem rewards collectors who hold ETH and SOL pieces.

post mortem poetry

Working Guilt 

Baby coughs in his crib.  
Flooded with guilt  
I clutch my own chest -  
How could I be so careless?  
I read he'll be sick monthly now  
as his immunity strengthens,  
but the shame still rocks me.

Oh, how I long to kiss his face!  
To hold him close!  
To squeeze his juicy body tight!  
To Mother is always  
to feel unsatisfied,  
at least with yourself.  
Always more to do,  
a better way,  
another detail to consider,  
one more job to complete.

Today, I'd like to simply  
admire my work;  
to bask in the splendid beauty  
that is his face,  
his voice,  
his hands and mind…  
this miracle of life -  
my Magnum Opus!

Working Guilt

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