Untitled Poem | Mykyta Ryzhykh


god’s assistant
with nobility in hand
makes rapists and maniacs



air swallows me and I get inside the pump
it’s dark but dry
my soul’s cheeseburger is stripped of any sauce
I want to drink

this pump pumps air after a nuclear explosion



one day my heart turned black
once a blue wave over blood red ate my soul

one day the seagulls came and pecked out my eyes and ate my whiskey

one day the gun shot into the sky and cried bullets
one day I met my late father in the next world

I wanted to kill my father because he left me as a child
but we were both already dead

Mykyta Ryzhykh is the winner of the international competition Art Against Drugs, bronze medalist of the festival Chestnut House, and laureate of the literary competition named after Tyutyunnik. Mykyta has been published in the journals Dzvin, Ring A, Polutona, Rechport, Topos, Articulation, Formaslov, Colon, Literature Factory, Literary Chernihiv, on the portals Literary Center and Soloneba, and in the Ukrainian Literary Newspaper.