When I am old and grey and full of sleep Invite the light in from the ledge and drop a beat Make the floors shake, enrage the neighbors Wake the street When I am old and grey and full of sleep.
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A different ending is still an ending
Now that she is old, Helen walks on the beach Remembering her old lovers The temperamental merging of sea and sand Makes her ponder men and women Currents are wanderers But it’s tectonic plates that are hard – The stupid analogy falls apart And Helen laughs and orders Half a liter of wine on theContinue reading “A different ending is still an ending”
Home, briefly
To paraphrase a silly movie I loved: Dark matter, actually, is all around. What if the tremor in my hand Are unseen particles passing through Having previously traveled through you. I sat by the Washington Monument And wanted someone to ask why I was crying Even though I’d stuck a pair of big sunglasses onContinue reading “Home, briefly”
A song for your birthday
On your birthday I want to be together again The others’ birthdays are all vague to me Hahaha, I say, I’m bad with names and dates, you guys And start getting drunk in too much of a hurry. An old fortuneteller said the whips of hell been chasing me But it was when I wasContinue reading “A song for your birthday”
Chyorny Dnepr: Mermaid Song
God, I must be getting older, A sickly pigeon on my shoulder Weeps diuretics from one round eye. God, I must be getting weaker, The teeth in my head are getting softer, The teeth in my head crumble to chalk. I pull them out of my mouth, And draw your picture on the sidewalk: WithContinue reading “Chyorny Dnepr: Mermaid Song”
Natalia A. 