Am I thinkable in the USSR?

[sovay]

My poem "A Bulgakov Headache" has been accepted by Stone Telling. It was inspired by and partly written during a migraine I had in February—I'd heard rose_lemberg refer to them once as "Bulgakov headaches," which only made sense. I class it among the ghost poems, of which I really need to write a final one so I can send the collection somewhere. I need to sleep enough first. Also, irony, stop having this headache.

Current music courtesy of Bogi Takács, who also provides a translation.

My brother was twenty-eight today. My parents now have a fire pit in their back yard. We set up chairs after dinner and watched bats flutter like barnstormers against the water-blue sky.

Comments

[snowy-owlet.livejournal.com]

I hope you got some sleep and that the morning will greet you gently.

(Also - congratulations. And please do finish up that ghost collection. We wants it, precious.)

[sovay]

I hope you got some sleep and that the morning will greet you gently.

I slept some. And the day was frustrating. But I will survive and write more poems.

Thank you!