Nusle

Renaissance Man, Renaissance Man,

It seems you have a clear plan

Stay here in Europe

the right woman will turn up

Write, paint, study, sculpt and act

In these cultures they will teach you tact

It was our thirteenth birthday and I had to dig her up. That’s how it went – you drove to the field, looked for your number, and started digging. Those who were born in winter had it difficult – the soil was hardened. I was born in spring.

This was not their first time, they lived together in the neighborhood, and they were separated from the forest by several houses and one road. After crossing the road, the path into the forest began, and its beginning resembled a very dense park.

Twisted games and rotten flowers

If I count those wasted hours

leading to the day I met

You blooming in the midst of winter

I pick and pick apart the days

One wave goes forth, the tide falls back

Stávám se Smrtí, ničitelem světů viselo v zářivých neonech nad vchodem klubu Lucifer. Obří písmena osvětlovala velkou část ulice a většina lidí pod nimi jen tak prošla. Echo ale vždycky fascinovala. A i když zrovna nezářila téměř oslepujícím světlem, něco ji nutilo se nad nimi pozastavovat. 

In the wordless darkness of a womb –

The chemical archive of the cutter:

Mr Albert Smith is looking through the spume,

To find hidden islands of the silent mutter.

Hospoda byla čerstvě vymalovaná na oranžovo, módní způsob, jak dát světu najevo, že s jeho blbostí držíme krok. V rohu pod stropem placatá televize, se staženým zvukem na ní běželo vysílání hudebního kanálu.

An in between is what it is. I am an ocean in between two countries, I am the love between two strangers, I am the translator for different languages of grief.

She had the physique of a mythical Greek hero, the confident posture of a business person, and offered Jaric a cigarette when she caught him staring in the parking lot of her night club.

Elvis zpíval I want you, I need you, I love you, ona vstala, místo mikrofonu svírala mobilní telefon, v kalhotkách a tílku se pohupovala do rytmu a prstem ukazovala, že chce mě, mě potřebuje a mě miluje. Pak skočila do postele, v rádiu už hráli Clash, ona divoce máchala hlavou do rytmu a imitovala hru na kytaru.

It had been at least a couple of months since we last talked. So, when I heard my phone buzzing, I was surprised to find a text from her. It wasn’t like the texts she usually sends me, either. No “hey” or even a “are you free today?”

it is truly evil how the patriarchy weaponised aging

and by measuring a woman’s

worth by her beauty

and her beauty by her worth

essentially ensured that even

the most powerful of women

will lose that power in time.

I was swinging to the beat of my favorite song called a little party never killed nobody by Fergie. It was extremely hot in there, my thighs were sweating in a tight black silk skirt with glitter on it. I thought I would pass out any minute, yet I kept a smile on my face.

Zastav u místa dopadu a div se zajícovu břichu.

Ještě je bílé. Boa zrovna spadlé na zem.

Nechá se větrem čechrat do růžova. Růžičky kůže vykvétají.

Poklekni, dlaně na silnici a zaboř tvář.

There is something deafening about the silence of the late night hours. When even the sound of rubber on wet cement fades. The string of light peeking through the cracks of the blinds comes only from the moon now, and even she is tired.

Po pláži vlny syčí

jako rozpálený olej.

„Coco fresco, coco bello,“

křičí prodavači.

I’m walking outside, ‘cause I wanted to breathe some fresh air. But it’s not fresh. I live in a city of concrete and cigarettes so when I breathe, there’s just a pungent smell of burnt fuel, tobacco and sewerage. I light my own cigarette, because why not, and watch the world around me.

we were babies when we met

i never thought we would meet again

i guess we didn’t have a chance to finish

what we started yet

this time it won’t end in pain?

Above the sink hangs a painting. The pale yellow sky contrasts with a black bull in the fields of withered grass. The bull is looking up with his snout open, barring big yellow teeth towards the white sun peeking from behind a milky mist.

There are always fresh flowers in the cemetery;

Figures parade around with backpacks and cameras, as if death is the main attraction

And yet the silence brings me a strange kind of peace.

Park, jdeme doprostřed, chodíme dokola kolem fontány a pozorujeme (nespouštíme z očí) „místo, kde končí koruny stromů“. Pozorování zapíšeme.

Chromosomes: Once upon a time, there was a legend about a lighthouse that turned into a ship and sailed all the seas of the world, and when trying to return, was shattered on the rocks of its childhood.

Když mi zazvoní telefon a já se podívám, že mi volá táta tak to skoro vždy znamená nějaké informace co kde běhá po revíru. Né jinak tomu bylo i minulý týden. S nadšením mi volá a říká: Jindřichu 2x jsem viděl dost dobrýho daňka tak koukej přijet!

Mariam hauled her aching body onto the beach, the burn of salt water prickling in her nose, and thought of only three things. First, this island would have been the ideal place to plunder, were she in possession of a proper ship. Second, she would do anything for a change of clothes and a warm fire.