*** the sky is playing its own existence birds believe that they fly and fly bones creak like violins people spend the night in the tunnels of nuclear winters hearts become bullets signs and posters around and don't know where to go *** my love wakes up at night when it's too late heaven in the sky is empty the moon is cracked sunbeams broken cities destroyed wars started dog people dog dogs people are bitches and dogs are dogs and emptiness *** Animal bodies. Kittens, bunnies, piglets, puppies, ducklings, babies, human babies. Well, just grace! And still – forcemeat in the city market. *** I take a deep breath of spring air after paying for it *** And when I left, There were still stars in the sky, But there was no more Earth. *** the worm in my body pretends I'm not there
Bio: Mykyta Ryzhykh is a poet from Ukraine. The poet’s poems have been published in magazines and on the portals Soloneba, Littsentr, in the Ukrainian Literary Gazette, Bukovynsky Journal, in Stone Poetry Journal (USA), Tipton Poetry Journal (USA), divot poetry journal (USA), Alternate Route (07/2022, USA), dyst journal (USA), Better Than Starbucks Poetry & Fiction Journal (USA), Allegro Poetry Magazine (USA), Littoral Press (UK).
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