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Back to: [Elena Alexieva][SLOVOTO] ApetitesI will look incresingly like something eaten I will be somebody's spoon of honey unless I turn into another thing
appearing more often in a lacquered black bra and bare nerves I will cause my own eating
meeting people I will talk to them about birds of paradise in green filigrin about bottichelli and maidens heavy with suggestions about feelings puffed and sweet like cakes full of cream
the listeners will stare the tension will creep up like a yellow palm it will stretch their tendons into strings and play a sonatina
I will look increasingly like something eaten Unless I turn into another thing righ now
I snap out on time, I sign my first name on the act committed
and since it's winter I vomit snow over my native town
Translated by © Kapka Kassabova. All rights reserved!
Back to: [Elena Alexieva][SLOVOTO]
© Elena Alexieva. All rights reserved!
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