Genesis (the band?) | Daisy Rosenstock

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Genesis (the band?)




In the beginning dad mowed the lawn and tilled the garden. 2 And the fire pit was without shape and smoldering, and dew was upon the handles of the wheelbarrow, and when Saturday afternoon came at last, he returned from the fire, red-faced and sweating, 3 and he said, “Come and see,” and so I went and I saw. 4 Dad said that the irises needed to go this year, and we separated root from earth. 5 Dad called the work “good,” and I deemed it “sad.” And the dirt was replaced, and the dirt was smoothed—and dammit it was so.



Daisy Clar Rosenstock is an MFA Poetry candidate at Boise State University.

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