1
The grass grows necessarily and unconditionally
The leaves leave oblivion and the greens turn green
The sunset is stained with red rednery of war
Birds return home again no matter what
Only in the morning someone can’t wake up
2
Cemetery is the word
The cemetery is the place
We know everything about death
We don't know anything about life
What is disappearance if not a stone
We were all fish in the form of silent stones before birth
3
strange birds
they don't know
how to fly
4
iron birds screw the stars to the sky
my eyes are pecked out by snow
сhristmas magy bring a gas mask
no one should die before their time
5
my lover hides his cum in the safest place
one day the rose inside my belly will bloom
and instead of roots the rose will have a nuclear bomb
with this nuclear bomb i will detonate the war outside my body
Mykyta Ryzhykh - is from Ukraine.
Winner of the international competition Art Against Drugs and Ukrainian contests Vytoky, Shoduarivska Altanka, Khortytsky dzvony; laureate of the literary competition named after Tyutyunnik, Lyceum, Twelve, named after Dragomoshchenko. Finalist of the Crimean ginger competition. Nominated for Pushcart Prize.
Published many times in the journals Dzvin, Dnipro, Bukovinian magazine, Polutona, Rechport, Topos, Articulation, Formaslov, Literature Factory, Literary Chernihiv, Tipton Poetry Journal, Stone Poetry Journal, Divot journal, dyst journal, Superpresent Magazine, Allegro Poetry Magazine, Alternate Route, Better Than Starbucks Poetry & Fiction Journal, Littoral Press, Book of Matches, on the portals Litсenter, Ice Floe Press and Soloneba, in the Ukrainian literary newspaper.
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