A Stranger Lives My Life And Wears My Body
“a speck of hell, the Universe’s scream— laconic and intense, devoid of exits…| by Vasyl Stus
“a speck of hell, the Universe’s scream— laconic and intense, devoid of exits…| by Vasyl Stus
by Yuri Andrukhovych: Taras is right when he says: / Alarm clocks should not drag us up in the mornings.
by Vasyl Makhno: this wind that comes to me as a dog / with three blue eyes
by Marianna Kiyanovska: I hold a bullet under my tongue it tastes of plumbum
Poetry International 20/21
“The Dog”
from Babyn Yar
“How We Will Live: A Manifesto”
“The Planetary Crisis”
“The Moutherland Oration”
“Creature”