SERGEY CHERNYSHEV’S POETRY Translated by Boris Kokotov
Poetry by SERGEY CHERNYSHEVTranslated by Boris Kokotov
Sound
Flesh flickers: smoke, a man,an anthill. Sound, blunt and hollow,still palpitates inside the frozen headand wags its tail -- green, red, and yellow.
It’s empty. With a wanton tonguehanging...
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(DIS)AMBIGUATION
By Sarah Kohrs
(DIS)AMBIGUATION
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If you want me to cryTell me...
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though you sleep facing northside by side an empty dressshaped into bulls and...