Best Poem of Yana Djin

In that empty, dark room
the universe narrowed
to the nape of your neck
where I buried my face.
And the past disappeared
for a fleeting instant
and left no trace. . . .
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The woman sucking on a stone
imagined that it was a Persian nougat ball.
And she sucked on it with
the oblivion of a child left alone.
There - nothing was mild.
Each blade was a prick.
Each glance - a cut.
That's if you still had a gut
with which to feel or fear.
The metal gods overhead
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