I killed you and I killed myself.
For four weeks I said prayers.
I fasted I didn't touch the spring,
Then I tried to lift my eyes,
And I saw it. A wolf cradling a lamb,
A rabbit taking a fox for a walk.
They were together. One next to another.
An angel on the road? Nobody was there.
* Anna Piwkowska has published four books since her debut in …
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