“To write poetry after Auschwitz is barbaric. And this corrodes even the knowledge of why it has become impossible to write poetry today.”                                                                         -Theodor Adorno Follow me, from fields of white Asphodels, to Tainaron’s gate, now open like Hades’ heart. Hopeless darkness, fires at our heels, the brass walls of hell sweat bullets when…

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