Tuesday, January 7, 2025

Emptiness by Mykyta Ryzhykh

 


Emptiness

runny nose
father walks on water
but fishing ends with my birth

sore throat
hard to breathe
cemetery doesn't know about resurrection

flowers without graves
graves without flowers

headache
temperature is high
walls of the house scream like the crucified

winter is beginning
I still don't know what to do for сhristmas
lonely shadows pretend to be snowflakes

eternal winter
for no one _ Santa's not coming
eternal winter
alone _ nobody is coming

© Mykyta Ryzhykh

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Mykyta Ryzhykh

Mykyta Ryzhykh, an author from Ukraine, now lives in Tromsø, Norway. He was nominated for a Pushcart Prize in 2023 and 2024. He’s published in many literary magazines іn Ukrainian and English:
Tipton Poetry Journal, Stone Poetry Journal, Neologism Poetry Journal, Shot Glass Journal, QLRS, The Crank, Chronogram, The Antonym, Monterey Poetry Review, Five Fleas Itchy Poetry, and many others.

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