Trafika Europe 14 - Italian Piazza

Barbara Serdakowski

With convulsive gestures and ink deposits I write on desolate shoulders On swarms of eyelids unclosed now and then,

Pulpy

Of precepts, contradictions and forgiveness

Bending, subdued or assisted, On the white warm inner part of my thighs,

Łapczywie piszę I eagerly write

And I feel thousand-phalanged words swarming over me.

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