we feed on the dead in the night wilderness of the apocalypse
killed words cut throats of thoughts bullet marks on the body of weightlessness
attempt at silence
blade of bite
the torn mouth of heaven unpacks star teeth across the surface of darkness
iron milk spills over the steppe cries of dead trees dead birds dead children
no one will survive
no one needs anyone
i love you
alexander the great's toy soldiers fuck better than anyone else
— MYKYTA RYZHYKH
Mykyta Ryzhykh is from Ukraine, and now lives in Tromsø, Norway. Nominated for Pushcart Prize and Touchstone prize. Published many times in literary magazines іn Ukrainian and English: Tipton Poetry Journal, Stone Poetry Journal, Neologism Poetry Journal, Iterant, The Wise Owl and many others.