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