Poem By Laurynas Katkus

Yo! Wind tore off the door.
Ah, a car, in snow.

Blue evening light,
beginning of Winter.

No letter for a long time, fine.
I can't find words- -they're somewhere under the table.

Have you seen a nail grow.
A sheet of paper crumple and tear.

Here! I'm here wrapped in sticky tape,
crucified on an accordion,
here I'm breathing do not return.

Translated by Kerry Shawn Keys

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