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Translated by Vesselina Tasseva   the airplanes stitch the skies and disappear if they can heal its wounds then I can leave you   *** its […]

Translated by Dilyana Georgieva   Before, while walking in the dark so as not to lose my way, I stared not straight ahead but at the […]

translated by Adriana Dacheva   A Devastation of the Imagination   specks of dust in a trance in front of bull-headed, deadly idols   luminous islands […]

Translated by Ivelina Mincheva   we are not good people we don’t call our mothers we don’t have time for our brothers we don’t visit our […]