Translated by Ian Probstein and Martha M. F. Kelly
there are tons of fish in the Dnieper River tons are drying up in the heat there there are no crueller savages than those most pious Christians
there are tons of thoughts in their skulls a nuclear Trinity in hand i would howl and yowl in anguish in the great Russian language
June 8, 2023
poetry repels repetition
and my hate and loyalty have been ever unchanged
but today i whisper this name of love that soars over the ruins repeating
Odesa Odesa Odesa
July 23, 2023
so what’s up fucked up so what’s up
what’s up prigozhin
fucked up