i was left in the solace
of my chaos
among misplaced things
i've been owning
for life

in silence of figures
between arrows
of my dusted ...

How do you learn the mastery of literary translation? By translating.

The more you translate the better you get. But there is a side effect and I'm just going to call it what it ...

Who would think that staying at home can be so challenging and tough?! I’m sure, most of us dreamed of a week or better a month off work. But now when we have it, it doesn't fee...

When I started writing QV, which is my debut novel, I had this vague and at the same time clear picture of what the story was about.

It was about Death. Love. Unethical (in some way)...

i stopped to think about rain
and got a tear
inside my eyes

do you remember evening bench?
that porch, cascade of downpouring night?

the road back home...

Have you ever met a small person? I’m not talking about size, even though for some size is what really matters. I’m talking about emotional aspect of human presence that makes some...

in beading sweat - knee deep in murky water
i saw a vision of my poetry
dead.

it was drifting away
on a radio wave
crashing in sway
smoke of a bloo...

you were a ghost
who never uttered
a word, kept paralyzed
in the jar of your mouth

colony of undefined
illusions
you were its only
and favor...

she bloomed
as plague
in early 19th century
adored all shades of red
and taste of bloody tragedies

ignorant of the worst
tragedy of plague

i broke a twig
and perished all my love

it flew away

like smell of dripping juice
through weakly breathing trunks

and rattled though my skull

i gaze upon your ruse
you're like wounds
that ooze

in crimson decadence
your form
is dripping sadness

in hands
that trusted you to ho...

he comes and goes
i come and stay

as if my time is longer.

he asks and takes
i ask and give

as if heartbreak is normal.

for everyone ...

you're lulling me
on words
emerging
from the folds
between the sheets

i will forget more times
than usual

then ask you,
to rem...