NAMES AND NOUNS at night grandma prays lying on the floor. i hear grandma sleep. mouth open. breathing like she has flies in her throat. i accidentally break off the head of my doll and tell mami that ergon... Continue Reading →
SPLIT I am a woman and I speak. I am a woman with lines on her face and I speak. I am a woman with lines on her face and scars on her belly and I speak with the voice... Continue Reading →
(translated from the Bosnian/Croatian/Serbian by Mirza Purić) not my children beggars at my door I’m not opening the spyhole is a safe space a worldview in my fridge fungi and mould I devour the remnants of what I’d stored I... Continue Reading →
1. If I could talk to the old, sage winds That roam the ancient skies of your land I'd ask them to tell me stories of yore Of the gods and the rulers and the holy men Who built the... Continue Reading →
Generation MM O dearest child, millennial thing, how slow the world must seem to spin, when screens and phones aren't close at hand, a state you scarcely comprehend. Oh what on earth your 'friends' might think? You haven't... Continue Reading →
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