Bury me next to the safari in Arugambay sprinkle my ashes in the north after the snow has fallen play Hector and Avicii at the wake dance on the tables until the morning comes serve cheesecake and white wine pray to whoever you want hug all the guests, no…
Category: Poems (page 3)
Stevi Kalombo
Where does my story begin? and where does it end? what is if you try to get freedom by shifting through matter. Is it better to express regret? Emotions control the body. The only course of action, but in its nature the most difficult…
ANJA ZAG GOLOB: suddenly
suddenly this forceful effort hard dull dark stuff palpable in the stomach suddenly an unfamiliar weight a flattening of the world outside rotations of a rubik’s cube in a well-practised hand suddenly a rumbling from the street below receding a drifting off…
PINO POGRAJC: primal fear preys III
when i arrived at the hospital,i had to undress,put on white pajamasand hand over my phone my mom’s last wordsbefore they took me inwere first they’ll observe you,then they’ll transfer youto another ward from behind the locked doorof the closed wardi heard animal screams when they…
BARBARA KORUN: TWO
they take off their clothestake off their shoesremove jewelry and watchesstrip to bare skin they strip furtherstroking with their handsthey take off their professions,their names and habitswith patient kissesthey strip off their past loves,their expectationswith small bits their age, their lustwith their…
KATARINA GOMBOC ČEH: THE HOTEL ROOM
They’re not going to make love today. Exhausted from walking and cold, they’ll fade out slowly in front of a TV set. The lids will softly fall on their heavy eyes. Lying on the bed, she’ll turn towards the wall waking him up; he’ll…






