someone will remember us / I say / even in another time —Sappho We rumble in walls. Chipping frescoes clip us raw. Skin and hair fall with paint. Time did us dirty. We live in a standstill: Venus sits sedated, Aries’s tanned hand down her torn sandalwood robe. Three naked babies play a lyre. Two […]
Alina Melnik
Alina Melnik enjoys experimenting with poetry and fiction. Her work often draws inspiration from nature and history.