MARYNA SMAHINA
deconstruct
нам бы на москву, пусть десять раз она неладна
закинуть надо б контрабандой пару контейнеров тепла
– Mumiy Troll
conflict is a construct we build
bored or oppressed
angry or intimidated
overwhelmed or offended
brick…
when god closes one eye
when god closes one eye
he opens the other
and high in the mountains
the sun starts arising
blinking – he’s smiling
hearing our prayers
never responding
never betraying
closer to blue skies
we have no cover
standing before…
My Body Is a Garden
My body is a garden. I bear this big juicy fruit inside it. I can feel it in my chest, growing, getting heavier day by day, it is hanging…
liquid day
one splash of water
on your face in the morning
one cup of coffee
in its instant glory
one glass of water
a couple of snowflakes
after the snowstorm
came through the borders
sweetened saliva
sparkling glass bottles
full…
Lullaby
sing for me
lull me with songs
of the high seas;
cradle me
like a train
going through the coasts
of blue Greece;
be a mantra
with neither beginning nor end
chant me a song of a mermaid
telling…
Sirun and Her Beauty
This is Sirun and I just met her. Her name means beautiful in Armenian. Sirun works at the hotel. She doesn’t speak English so when I asked her to…
On Road Trips, Characters, and Destiny
One of my all-time favorite movies is Interstate 60: Episodes of the Road. You might have not watched it, and if you haven’t, I don’t know what you are…
The Landscapes of Our Identities
There is a theory stating that our personalities are highly affected by the landscapes in which we are growing up. That those landscapes are parts of our identities and…