Rozalia Aleksandrova

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Promegranate From an Alien

Translated by: Irina Mitarcheva

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No matter if you love.

Or if you don’t.

You are a cry

in the womb

of the Pomegranate.

Splattering

The Time

and Meaning

of the magical grains

for the nectar.

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