Night-flesh, clear-borne, where the wounded jut of dusk’s clavicle and the holiness of your folded thigh on a manifest of dew are enough. Evenings should
more loveAuthor: Kataryna Zharkovna
Kataryna Zharkovna is a Serbian-Canadian poet based in Siberia’s regions of cold hands and warm hearts. She is currently working on her debut collection and has work published and forthcoming in Sundial Magazine, Neologism and others