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THE GORKO’S WHOOPS SELECTION FOR 29 July – August 4

POEMS BY MYKYTA RYZHYKH

We are forever red like a straitjacket of humility

One guy distributes condoms to all the girls he knows after infecting them with HIV

Blood flows through dead pipes
Blood flows through dead bodies

We are all raped into the pussy of silence and despair
Each of us is now a deadly virus

UN meets for next meeting
Naked people die under the temple of the bushes

What’s next?

the smell of black wine on the white hands of a suicide
the sky is falling apart like the corpse of the Lord
the world in which we were born stolen

The child does not ask what is madness
Moles playing in the pits find a children’s ball

The child stands on the playground and grows up
Moles burrow deeper into the ground

The child forever stops playing in the sandbox
Moles are blind and don’t want to buy glasses

The child digs up the mole, but it escapes from the hands
The child dreams of becoming an ophthalmologist and donating glasses to the mole

Gray vision furry animal
An adult child walks down a street that no longer exists

Childhood street ends
Wormholes begin

Milk of white thirst
Hoarfrost falls on palms without skin
Touch me and I melted away
Kiss me and I’ll burn

Milky rivers ugly float
Childhood will never return
We have nothing to drink everything around is dry
Black mosquitoes are flying everywhere

Milk on fingers
Why is there a kite in the sky?

Milk on eyelashes
The moisture that makes us cry

Milk on the walls
We were led to the basement to the child

Milk on baby’s lower lip
Staggering ladder on which the child has to climb into the future

a boy
washes in the rain

exclusively
of death

I won’t brush my teeth and I’ll die sooner
I won’t brush my teeth and I’ll die
I won’t brush my teeth
I won’t brush my teet th
I won’t brush my touch
I won’t brush me
I brush me
I sh me
I she
I he
I h
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butterflies wrap themselves in a cocoon
і now remember the winter
when you were still alive

i read ant tracks in the sand
the summer tide washes
everything away

ABOUT THE ARTIST

Winner of the international competition «Art Against Drugs», bronze medalist of the festival Chestnut House, laureate of the literary competition named after Tyutyunnik.

Published in the journals Dzvin, Dnipro, Bukovinsky journal, 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 Ice Floe Press, Litcenter and ‘Soloneba’, in the Ukrainian literary newspaper etc.

Images generated on Magic Studio, collage by Raddy