{"product_id":"mortal-salt-by-daniel-r-smith-second-edition","title":"Mortal Salt by Daniel R. Smith (Second Edition)","description":"\u003cp\u003eKaren Finneyfrock’s \u003cem\u003eWhat Lot’s Wife Would’ve Said (If She Wasn’t a Pillar of Salt)\u003c\/em\u003e is a moving poem that draws parallels between Lot’s flight from Sodom and Gomorrah and the on-going AIDs crisis circa 2011. In the hands of Daniel R. Smith this serious poem is recast as consumer parody. Replacing every word of an existing label, from the nutrition facts to the bar code, he repackaged store-bought, corporate salt canisters with Finneyfrock’s poem. The first edition of 100 canisters in sold out to collectors and institutions, including SF MoMA, Emory University, Yale University, University of Washington, and Bainbridge Island Museum of Art (BIMA). A second edition of Mortal Salt was created for a 2019 book arts exhibition at BIMA.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWHAT LOT’S WIFE WOULD HAVE SAID \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e(IF SHE WASN’T A PILLAR OF SALT)\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBy Karen Finneyfrock\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eDo you remember when we met \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003ein Gomorrah? When you were still beardless, \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eand I would oil my hair in the lamp light before seeing \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eyou, when we were young, and blushed with youth \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003elike bruised fruit. Did we care, then, \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003ewhat our neighbors did \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003ein the dark? \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhen our first daughter was born \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eon the River , when our second \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003ecracked her pink head from my body \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003elike a promise, did we worry\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003ewhat our friends might be \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003edoing with their tongues?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhat new crevices they found \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eto lick love into or strange flesh \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eto push pleasure from, when we \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003ecalled them Sodomites then,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eall we meant by it \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003ewas neighbor.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhen the angels told us to run \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003efrom the city, I went with you, \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003ebut even the angels knew \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003ethat women always look back.  \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eLet me describe for you, Lot, \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003ewhat your city looked like burning \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003esince you never turned around to see it. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSulfur ran its sticky fingers over the skin \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eof our countrymen. It smelled like burning hair \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eand rancid eggs. I watched as our friends pulled \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003echunks of brimstone from their faces. Is any form \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eof loving this indecent? \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eCover your eyes tight \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003ehusband, until  you see stars, convince \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eyourself you are looking at Heaven.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBecause any man weak enough to hide his eyes while his neighbors \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eare punished for the way they love deserves a vengeful god. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI would say these things to you now, Lot, \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003ebut an Ocean has dried itself on my tongue.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSo instead I will stand here, while my body blows itself\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003egrain by grain back over the Land of Canaan.   \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI will stand here \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eand I will watch you \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003erun. \u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"23 Sandy","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":67693111378146,"sku":"agy1791957868770","price":57.6,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0815\/2478\/5378\/files\/mortal-salt-by-daniel-r-smith-second-edition_1.jpg?v=1791957875","url":"https:\/\/ropecoilwear.shop\/products\/mortal-salt-by-daniel-r-smith-second-edition","provider":"My Store","version":"1.0","type":"link"}