summer in Bessarabia
Posted in Poetry on Jun 23rd, 2007 3 Comments »
summer, this year especially in the evenings we dared to judge ourselves we’d put aside modesty we’d shout with a moist inflection more androgynous than ever in padded rooms my life in Bessarabia, I would begin descriptively exudes the air of an abandoned prison we stay here and feed (the royal we didn’t bother anyone!) [...]
