SMELL
SMELL THAT SMELL
2nd visit to Song Dong’s Courtyard A.G.O.
Karen Kain is still trapped The smell of death
diminished since pieces first uncrated Tears+
mildew evaporated into thin air? Or settled into
the hair +crevices of A.G.O. minions See the little
ghost-girls now escaped from mirrors running free
through the gallery Canada’s invisible refugees
This hall of mirrors is growing on me in all of it’s
wretched un-glory I sniff the wisdom of the poor It
smells like bread +resurrection
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(companion piece to: CREEP SHOW PEEP SHOW AGO
January 28, 2016)
Karen Kain In Song Dong’s Courtyard A.G.O. 2016
Spring 2016
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