I first met Viktor “The Mole” Bagrov in May 2017 in the palace-city of Peterhof. The Chto Delat School was holding its end-of-year festival at the lovely QuartaRiata art residency, and Bagrov was always there in the courtyard, just hanging out. Bagrov wasn’t in the school, he just came for the party. He doesn’t rememberContinue reading “Publish this Pain”
Hello, dear ones. Yesterday was a big day for me. My debut collection of poems came out in the most important queer-feminist russophone journal, F-Writing, founded by Galina Rymbu in St. Petersburg, and now stretching across the post-Soviet world with a horizontal multi-editorial structure that publishes an ever-rushing stream of incredible texts. I wrote aContinue reading “Death of a Ladies Man”
I inaugurate my new stand-alone blog, on USAmerican National Coming Out Day, with a translation I did of Elena Kostyleva’s epochal poem, “The Language of Violence”, way back in 2014. Those were some fucked up days, almost as bad as these ones. The Russian Empire was at open interventionist war in Ukraine after the Maidan Revolution,Continue reading “The Language of Violence”
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