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2. Crack

A Poem by Shalva Kikalishvili

There is a crack on my windshieldJust above the steering wheel.Every time I look at it. Mostly in the mornings And it divides view into two parts.I wo..

1. Silence

A Poem by Shalva Kikalishvili

Morning starts with snooze.Twice ... not more or I’ll be late. It is a forced morning. Though I remember from times before:Open window above my ..

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A Poem by Shalva Kikalishvili

It is strangehow people acted today,as if they forgot about yesterday. they just left yesterday as it never happened.but yesterday was strange. as was..

Two roads

A Poem by Shalva Kikalishvili

I Always Get Two LinesOn MyCoffee CupTwo RoadsSandy And DarkFadingAt TheBottomMy Neighbor AlwaysOpens Door At 7:30Always WearsHis BeigePantsSandy Pant..

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A Poem by Shalva Kikalishvili

When My Bones Are Creaking And My Skin Is Rusting When My Heart Pumps Blood Clots And My Veins Are Scratched Only Then I Feel How I Miss Your Lif..

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A Poem by Shalva Kikalishvili

After A While You ReliesThat Suicide Is JustAnother Step �" Away From RealityYou Can Erase All My WordsFrom The WallI Don’t CareYou ..

I am not there

A Poem by Shalva Kikalishvili

I hate when you are far away,I hate the distance which is not only milesI hate them for having you face on their eyelidsI hate them for meeting you, t..

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A Poem by Shalva Kikalishvili

Well I’m Drowning like a StoneAnd I Fell Heavy Into Your ArmsI Came Home After Too Long RoadsToo Long Roads Have PassedI’ll Use My HeadI&r..

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A Poem by Shalva Kikalishvili

my face becomes strangewhen I'm sober orwhen i play with wordsjust to make out tonightI drink the darkness from the streetsmy glasses are full andall ..