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A Quarterly Journal
Jeffrey Woodward, Founder & General Editor
Volume 8, Number 1, March 2014


Anatoly Kudryavitsky
Dublin, Ireland

Life Size

"Sometimes I wish I were tiny and invisible," a girl says on New Year's Day. She is called Tanya. Another Tanya said a similar thing last night. I ask myself how important this name will be in my life this year.

A couple of hours later some other names assemble, the ones that never fancy being tiny. The wind gathers them together in empty lobbies, and chants them one by one accompanied by the tin whistles of draughts.

In the dark gaps between Frankfurt sky-scrapers, there are no stars. "Can you see two luminous neon keys up aloft, 'Minimise' and 'Restore'?" a beggar woman asks me in German, and this question gets her a few coins. Life seems to have been borrowed from the diminished caliph who forgot the magic word 'Mutabor'.

city echoes
the rustle
of old papers



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