Moscow

Москва
Роман Ярцев

I love this dumbfounded shit and trample it in a puddle with my foot, pour rain water on top of the uncovered head...
Yesterday I licked the wounds from last year's struggle on the bend to twist the tendon in the fracture of the arm

I'll walk along the embankment of the Moskva River and spit into the water myself...


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