one year, three months, twenty-nine days

muteness sticks to the tongue like velcro
seals the lips like a zipper
this song has neither melody nor lyric
only air sirens accompaniment

by TETIANA ALEKSINA
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Tumblevision #18

Wars

Fuck all wars.

by TONY SINGLE
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empty thus

bodhidharma stares at the wall
time ferments, goes sour like milk
it’s another air-raid warning

people go down to the shelter
people stare at a shabby wall
people drink up soured time

karma, you are a fucking bitch

by TETIANA ALEKSINA
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one year, six days

three girlfriends chatting in a mall café
sip coffee, pick at cake with small forks
first girl says that she slept fully clothed
but now she sleeps in her pajamas
second girl says she sleeps in her best lingerie
the set she was keeping for a ‘special case’
and the third one says that she sleeps naked
so rescuers will pay attention and save her first
and they giggle, and they go on to discuss
which lipstick shades are trendy this spring

meanwhile the tired rescuers go home, in silence
today they were saving human lives

by TETIANA ALEKSINA
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Tumblevision #12

Aurochs

How many winters…

by TONY SINGLE
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