No gods will be born this December eve as we stand shod to knees in snow under hard stars within a black ring of
I forgot the first line – it was strong and taut – strung between two trees – covered in clothespins and, at times, birds
I’ve had dreams like this. Dreams where I sit at the office, ask out loud should we have comments on non-attributes? and scrutinize the
Translated from Bulgarian by Katerina Stoykova-Klemer if the mouse dies the cat stops playing with it there is a brief moment before the eating