Thursday, June 5, 2025

The forceps scratch the chitin by Mykyta Ryzhykh

Sai Krishna


The forceps scratch the chitin

The forceps scratch the chitin

The insect knows how to endure

My six limbs are numb

I screamed like a newborn

Above the head of the tree I saw my mother

I asked my mother why my toys only have two limbs

Mom didn’t answer anything apparently because I’m no longer a child

Suddenly a white dove flew off a branch

Who would have thought that hungry pigeons eat everything?

I was born to be eaten

 

This poem first appeared on Moonday Magazine


© 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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